My muse, my lover friend

it is the sweetest taste upon my lips at midnight

and it is the magical notes of a song slipping into my ears

it is your breath caressing my face as dreams finally lay claim to us it is the memories of passion that cascade upon our sweat scented skin the look in your eyes when i enter a room even though i only left you for a minute it is in discovering that my lover is also my best friend and that this passion of ours is only the gateway to the field of forever dreaming, where everything is told in truth where no matter what happens i know your hand is always there to help me up steady my journey and hold me close against your heart that sings of its love for me where within the circle of your arms lays the space where bad days do not exist that with regards to being in love with you i have discovered myself anew although i had not realised that i was lost, but in finding you I have found myself, my truth. that the hand you hold out to me is offered with sincerity, love and most of all friendship. it is the bird that sings his song in the tree outside your window

and it is in the moonlight that flows across our twisted bed sheet it is the sound of your lips as they brush against my ear

it is the smile upon our faces when we hold hands and it is seeing my best friend coloured happy as we stand in bare feet upon white sand laughing eyes sparkling as we make a white gold promise and

kiss each other

with honesty

and love

written by sweetmango