I confess I dream about you

Tamed by a butterfly poem 1

I love you;
I really do;
In my dream I am an artist , you are my version and vision of love, in the form of a color changing portrait.
Where in angles the oceans are moving above.
Cause they reflect the sun and nature blossoming as one,
We sitting, staring at a barely cloudy dawn, where the air is just easy and warm,
And small diamonds are falling, with the gentle touch of snow and the twinkle of stars.
Through the distance in the waves of clear blue waters, flowing, flowing, not knowing, were its going; Like this lifetime;
There is no perfect picture, that can ever measure or capture, every essence of you and how you make me feel on one canvas. It would rapture, and fracture in the memories,
Always remember nothing is better than the experience, nothing matters than living over and over in a moment sequence .
Moving forward is an addiction of time.
Looking back is the beginning sign.
Holding on is the denial your blind.
How I love you is not normal in the obstinate mind.
When will you realize, that i love you
That I really do;
Even though my words depict only what I fantasize