last night i dreamed
of a beautiful island.
the prettiest place
i’d ever traveled to.
the ocean was unlike
anything i’d ever seen,
the sun was blistering,
but there was just a
light and comfortable
breeze along the beach.
i laid in my folding chair
and soaked in the rays.
and you were there,
seated in your chair,
i didn’t expect it but
you held my hand.
giggling as i looked,
you moved in closer.
your arms around me
and mine around you,
for that one moment,
the world was still.
nothing else mattered,
it was just you and i,
in a way unrepeatable
in a real-life scenario,
we were here together,
nothing to separate or
ruin this moment now,
to cuddle with you on
this beautiful island,
there’s nothing better.
everything i want
right here and now,
it was peaceful and
it was magnificent,
even if it’s a dream,
it’s the best i’ve had.
there’s nothing that
could even top this.
if this is paradise,
don’t wake me up.
paradise dreams.
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