She smiles at the gentle breeze across her face.
She kepts me dreaming
while i lay awake,
of all the joys,
it's the simpliest things
that keep her grounded.
Though the time we spent vast,
my eyes catch the sight of her,
and i am still astounded.
If time mine,
i spend it here.
If a timeline,
it will end here,
with a deep breath,
dry eyes,
and a full smile,
dimples and all.