My life is not much, perhaps even undeserving of your touch. But my emotions reach, and I seek you like the only torch bound to light my existence. Perhaps being with you would complete this fantasy I so fancy of the world of bliss. Because in it, defining what it means of my life is easy and fulfilling; because you are there.
The night before this morning, as I lay troubled in my bed, your face came forth and my other issues disappeared for the moment. I thought about you with admiration and with love in the purest form. You filled all the spaces in my head to the brim, and I wished you were there, beside me. I imagined all the possible journeys of life I’d take with you. I felt, immensely, of the passion we’d share under the stars and the sheets, with the quiet night as a witness. I thought of a lot in a moment; with you, being the moment that would gladden the rest of my life’s moments. I dreamed of heaven.
I lived my heavenly wishes in the thoughts and it felt like a lifetime of joy. The dream was a touch of perfection. From it, I felt lucky to be alive, to get to think about life and you and wish a life with you. My being would be complete if I could do this miracle of a life with you. I could love you with all the life in me, and with the last of my breath, evermore.

© Ommie