As I sleep,
I dream a dream,
a fearfully wonderful dream
of deep blue oceans
that remind me
of your eyes
because their beauty
violently crashes over me
over and over,
again and again
like breathless waves
to take my breath,
and leave me barely breathing.
Abruptly,
I awaken
to the booming sound of thunder;
it sets my will asunder
and my soul is stricken
by the beauty
of your smile,
as if struck by lightning,
in but a mere gaze
and my heart
is set ablaze.
My resolute
to resist
is murdered
by the devastation of your beauty,
and I hear within the wind
soft songs of angels
that cause me to question
if I am still alive
or just a ghost.
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