A string of magical
warmth often finds
me in the avenues
of my dreams.
His soul whispers my
name and I would
wake up with
him on my mind.
Basking in the moments
of love and romance, I
would drift off back
to dreamland bursting
with a joyous smile.
Images of him visit
me in my sleep.
Lost in the waves
of euphoria, found
in the seventh
heaven of his love.
Before I could even refuse,
my heart was already his.
And before our fingertips
could even find each other,
I was already his.
What kind of sorcery is this,
can someone tell me?!
Is this love trying to find me
or is this just a dream?!
Afternoon whiff of thoughts.
May you find yourself between the lines.
©Angel Fizz 2020
dream • love • life • magic • fizz • potd
📷 Maksim Goncharenok of Pexels
