Inches in Hours to A High Definition Dream

A perfect 
high definition dream
the quality she encompassed
centered around
one important night
a promise she’d given
years ago.
My life saving Abbey
came and swept Me away
on a moonlit night
where the tide
had an unusual pull
I couldn’t let go
for fear of drowning,
last night though
I let your grasp slip.
I’m smothered now
realizing
I’d probably be
in a much better place
if I’d held tight
and allowed that current
to sweep us
to some tropical island.
My image now
sarong wrapped hips
topless
of course
carrying a basket lunch.
I wouldn’t of thought this way,
but for a dream
clearly last night
your form fitting outfit
was heavily controlling
the strong desire
after hearing your voice
in a sultry tired way
that strong beautiful side
that I love
came flooding back.
Inches in hours
that’s how far
I’ve gotten or come
since I was given
a flawless channel
of the girl
who had obviously
saved a part of Me
and now
wants to go on a date.
I’d be thrilled
to rewind and play again
but you’re going to
swear and promise
to be My
high definition dream
and wear the one thing
I know you saved.

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