HAD IT NOT BEEN A ........

its long way to go,
its high tide to come,
walking by beach
in the dazzling sun,
thinking if i would been
beside some one

holding his hand
i see myself walking,
sharing myself
without talking

his eyes full of respect,
that is what i expect

nearer the waves come,
tighter his grip become

my heart pounding in my hand,
as we laid back on the sand

he sees the whole world chattering around us,
still keeping me on focus

closer we come,
heavier my breath become

his hand drifted to my waist,
thought he was in haste

thinking if it was correct,
but couldn't react

later the world around me started to glow,
as his motion went in flow

by his calmness in passion,
he took me in his possession

feeling me drowning in him,
he saved my soul from touching the sin

sitting in moon,
thinking we might be apart soon
he hugs me tight,
and kept me away from fright

feeling myself in calm,
i laid my head in his arm

adjusted to make me comfortable,
i felt as if the moments were in fable

i opened my eyes,
and let the vapors rise
the dream was in fumes,
but he was there as heart assume
i can still smell his scent,
figuring what the DREAM meant....