I saw her once in a dream.

My true love that is.

I don’t remember her face or even the sound of her voice.

The gentle wave of her hair and the beat of her heart;

however, are burned into my mind like a brand.

A person I could never forget.

The brunette of her hair tangled in a dozen knots

as she lay in a pant beneath me.

She gasps in my ear and her nails cling to my shoulders.

When I think back on the memory of her,

I feel a sense of longing.

I wish to see my star-crossed darling for just a second look.

A chance to carve her every detail in my mind.

This time I don’t want to forget the way her fingers felt against my skin

or the way her voice sounded in my ears.

I want to hold her and be held by her.

How would her arms feel wrapped tight around me?

Would she make me feel safe or like a star had just burst in my chest?

Like she had brought the light of a thousand suns to my eyes.

Though I’ve only seen her once in the depths of my latent mind,

I know I love her.

Just as fish love the sea and birds love the sky.

She is the antithesis of my lonely day

and the passion of my restless nights.

No one could hold my heart…

my mind so deep.

She is the love of my life

and the remedy to my broken soul.

She is my sun and moon.

If this is what it feels to be bound,

then I am her loyal prisoner.

If she be my master,

then I will serve her until this heart of mine no longer beats.

I only wish to appreciate her presence properly this time.

This time I want to make sure she will never be forgotten.