If dreams came true:
I would like to be...

The breeze that lifts your locks
from (slightly) over-heated shoulders,
on a warm summer afternoon.

I wish I were the rainbow that,
leads you to a treasured scene
filled with passionate, blissful things...
or a siren reaching for you with
my hypnotic, irresistable, soulful tune.

I can picture us; as we
take walks in the twilight hours
along the bank of a (chilled night) still river...
I'll hold tighter when you shiver
as we bask in the aura of the moon.

If I could be that, ray of sun
that awakens you gently, every dawn;
or the breath you sip, before you yawn.
We'll gaze out our window as flowers bloom,
while robins (perched high) begin to croon.

I'll promise to marry you;
dreaming of June*