River of Dreams

This poem isn't one I was ever particularly fond of.. or proud of. It was one of those that was pretty forced. I've decided that it needs a little time in the sun.. and now it's in memory of someone. I had a crush in high school.. he never knew it, and I'm not sure I ever really wanted more than the thrill of the crush. As it is, the guy it was written for died. I can still remember those beautiful blue eyes, his smile.. and it seems like such a waste of a life. This one's for you, Blue Eyes.

River of Dreams

I feel your blue eyes staring,
I feel them glaring.
Are you thinking
What I'm dreaming?
Of warm embraces in the night.
Of beginning to take flight.
Of shivers running up and down my spine,
As I become yours and you become mine.
Staring at a silver moon,
I ask, "Will you be mine soon?"
Drifting on a river of dreams,
Is it all that it seems?
I want you to know I care,
But how do I dare?

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