Imagine You Wake Up With Me Beside You.
imagine you
wake up
with me beside you;
your lips reach for me
to prove your kiss;
naturally I respond
in full sleep,
we unlock the code;
Yes, this is love.
you won’t
ask any questions;
we’ll never truly
know where we’ve been;
but only trust that
we’ll be here;
waking aside each other,
breathing each breath
within a
late night’s
eye sight’s
reach.
I will not let you
forget; even in
my night’s sleep;
you hand me
a key to keep;
as you fold yourself
into my heart;
so my arms can
cocoon you into space;
as a kiss on the back
of your neck
locks you into place;
we take the right
to bear arms;
Yes, this is love.
at what point
did this mystery
become too much
or too rigorous a battle?
living, then
trying to love
inside the doubt of a shadow?
So just imagine
you wake up, aside me
then kiss me;
and in my kiss
all the answers come
to you in a dream,
one that you’ll never remember,
except that all the
answers proved to exist;
in the moments
I validated your kiss
only to wholly insist
that it is you,
and only you,
that I’ll love forever
and nothing else
should matter.
Mark Anthony Thomas
Copyright © 2011