Spring Break

I have somehow managed to survive Spring Break.

Not that it was completely horrible. I mean, I did get a guitar case, and a capo. Which is a pretty big deal for me. But I've never been a fan/had a good Spring Break, so I wasn't really surprised when it turned out less than fun than I had predicted. However, I'm back in SM, and ready to finish out this semester with a bang...however that'll happen. 

So the next poem is a fictional one. I was in the fantasy story mood the day I wrote it...okay, more like the year I wrote it. It's my one of my favorite concepts for a poem, but my execution of it was less than what I wanted. Either way, here it goes.

Twilight
I slowly close my eyes
I see a wondrous world
Of blues and greys
Of rose and hazel at evening
He is there, silently waiting
The hem of my burgundy gown
Catches on the falling orange & gold
Leaves as I move towards him
Our eyes meet; a small smile appears
Never could words express the 
Feelings conveyed in our gaze
Rosy sunlight filters through the
Trees as he takes my hand
We dance to a tune unfathomable
To the ears of others, our
Feet as light as the foam on the
Waves of the sea. As the 
Sun sets in the South, the 
Music ends. But he doesn't
Let go. He pulls me closer
I melt into his embrace
He lifts my chin gently, and
Opens his mouth to say
Something. "I lo-"
I open my eyes.
*sigh*
Dreams are too good to be true.


(P.S. This was written before the Twilight series came out. Just saying.)