Today began like all the rest
I woke up alone, in a gentle, tangled mess.
I laid still, eyes closed remembering
The dreams that I dreamt, forever unfading.
A sweet and gentle kiss, the beginning of everything
Placed softly upon my lips effecting my whole being,
Then whisked away into your comforting embrace
Lost in your glowing eyes set upon your caring face.
Eskimo kisses under a great oak tree
The same one we'll be under when I ask you to marry me.
My hand locked tight against your own,
As you speak a song with a clear, sharp tone,
A vision of beauty drawn from your own fingertips
The world in your eyes and your heart on your lips.
But today began like all the rest,
I woke up alone, in a gentle, tangled mess.

Penned by my hand on the 6th of Miraman, in the year 397 AF.