Sometimes Kris

   
      
Sometimes Kris, I imagine

Waking up next to you

Drinking in the bliss of your breathtaking features

With a pair of eyes as astonished as

The first time they peered upon you

 

Sometimes honey,

I lay awake at night

Wondering what you are dreaming about

Realizing that you have answered my dreams

In every way I could ever hope for

 

Sometimes my angel, I feel

The warmth of your breath upon my back

Which brings a momentary sense of peace to me

Then a realize that you are but a hundred miles away

Happy I am cause I can feel your soul with me

 

Sometimes baby, I think wicked thoughts

Nothing disgusting or devious

But thoughts and ideas that some would not like thought about

But these are my secret thoughts

So I think of them in my own private way

 

Sometimes darling, I dream that

I would wake up next to you

In such an instance, I would

Softly run my hand across the side of your face

Down to your breast,

To your hip

And then lay to rest on you lower back

 

At this time dear, I would quietly

Draw you closer to me

Hold and caress you as you dream of unknown things

Caress you in the same way you have caressed my heart

Into being able to love again

 

After this, I would wrap myself around you

Allowing the warmth of your perfect body rock me off to sleep

Its at this point between awake and dreams that I know

That the promise to love, care for, and cherish these moments

Will be a vow that I will always keep

-Jason W. Olson, 2/19/99

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