living in a dream.

he looked at me and spoke
words around my neck,
humming a slender melody
that laced across my ears

what am I to you?

leaning in for a kiss,
softer than rabbit's fur
yet, one that hit me
like a slap to the face

I felt something beating inside me, for once,
I knew I had a heart
but it was just in hiding

my blue-eyed dream boy,
that's what you are


  1. This poem, I love it! You are really talented Christine


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