Dream Guy

He was as graceful as an figure skater,

walking down those halls.

a beautiful soft beat played as he walked along.

his skin, velvet to the touch, the color of sand at the beach.

his eyes, fierce like a wolf, yet when he looks my way, mellow as a puppies.

he’s walking toward me, that soft beat still playing.

the butterflies in my stomach, not fading.

there he is, standing like a perfect statue in front of me.

heart pounding in my chest, my breath shortening and soon i can barely remember what my name was.

his breath smelt of a beautiful honey lavender scent,

i breathed it in and it radiated throughout my whole body.

making every part of me tingle in pleasure.

he smiles, that brilliant chesire cat smile.

teeth, white as pearls, lips, smooth as glass.

he starts to say something, i didn’t acknowledge a word.

his voice, smooth and stutter free, as if he were singing to me.

he leans in towards my waiting mouth,

i lose my train of thought and let him come to me.

as he is about to place his lovely lips upon mine i hear a voice shouting my name.

he vanishes in a mist, as if he was on a water color canvas that got rinsed away, mixing colors together until there isnt a picture anymore.

my eyes flutter open, im staring at my ceiling.

i look to my right, only to discover i will be late to school.