Day Dreams

Day dreams turn into memories that I long to create with you.
Eyes closing and a heavy heart breaking.
Your face beckons and voice fills my mind.
Your eyes sparkle in the light and tongue danced behind your lips as if speaking forbidden words.
Words that are impossible to hear.

A kiss so soft and passionate that even lust would be envious of its power.
Who's to say that this second,
This instant hasn't occupied the space that an hour or day would normally hold?

Normality.
A word with a lack of meaning.
Who is to say what is normal?
Why do we assume that the world can't be beautifully disastrous.
Perfectly imperfect chaos.

Here in this moment.
Right now.
Everything seems to disappear.
The hate of the world is far away.
Nothing can ever get me.
Right here by your side, I'm never alone.
Right here by your side it feels like home.

You can never know these words I speak.
It doesn't make sense,
Only to me.
So I'll sit here in this wooden old desk,
And dream about the nothingness of what comes next.