Before I pictured your red dress,
Or your beautiful face,
Last night, I dreamt us dancing in a ballroom,
Slowing romancing to our favorite songs,
It was the night after our marriage,
The floor left empty, with just you and me,
Our hands melting into each other's shadow,
My eyes undressing you within my mind,
You stood there like a perfect angel,
I was afraid to look away,
Not wanting to lose our gaze,
You lifted your head up towards mine,
In that one instance, a passionate kiss conceived,
You rested your sugar lips upon mine,
Juices of passion began to flow throughout,
My breathing became speedy as the time ticked,
Dropping your essence through these lips,
I carried it all the way to my heart,
Just then, I reached home and realized,
All this was but a dream of what could be,
But I get to see you today in that red dress,
You look stunning than I could even pen,
Just spend the next few moments gazing at me,
Let me relive the passion I've shared.
