To a dream lover

To my beautiful lover:
            You’re in an open field—beautiful trees out in the distance. The sky’s as blue as your eyes. Your silky, smooth short brown hair is gently blown by the wind. I slowly walk up behind you. I gently wrap my arms around your stomach—soft and sweet. I brush your hair to the side and I softly kiss your neck. I feel a certain warmth from your presence—one that I want forever by my side.
            You laugh, you have the sweetest laugh; and your smile—well it’s breathtaking. It’s all real, it’s all clear. The sun is bright, it’s shining. You turn around, and I see this glow. I don’t know how to describe it, but your face is absolutely amazing. You look at me in the eyes and we hug. I love our hugs, but what I look forward to more is when we hold hands. I love it, I love you.
            We stroll down the field as we gently tease and poke fun at each other. I trip over a rock and fall flat on my back. You come to help me up only when I pull you down with me. We both laugh, I run and you chase me. After about a minute you catch up with me and tackle me to the grown. We both laugh real good, loud, long, happy, satisfied. Life’s good. We’ve got each other. This is real, this is my life.
                        “Follow me,” you say.
                        “Where we going love?” I respond.
                        “No questions, just follow me.”
                                    -you smile mischievously, still sweet.
                        “Do you trust me?”
                        “Yes.”
            You surprise me with the most beautiful/amazing afternoon. One that will stay with us forever. I will cherish that time we spent together for the rest of my life.