Free verse: "Constellation"

Romanticism: "Dream about you"

Walking in the aisle,

Wearing that lovely pink gown.

Looking at you,

you were waiting for me.

Times we're together

feels like life ever after

holding hands,

we will never let go.

Smiling vividly,

captured moments in photographs.

kissing tenderly,

hugging you tightly.

Y.O.U. - a gift from above.

Y.O.U. - rightfully made for me.

Y.O.U. - a forever inspiration,

Y.O.U. - someone who will never leave me.

Fantasy, how sweet

how it seems to be true,

Wishing dreams can be reality

and reality is just a dream.

Wishing Y.O.U. is reality

and being alone is just a dream.

Strange as it can be,

neither is interchangeable.

But I still believe,

someday Y.O.U. will be here,

Feeling your tender touch,

Feeling the love you have inside.

Touching a real hand,

Seeing a real smile.

Kissing a lips that's mine.

Hugging a real human.

Y.O.U. will no longer be a dream...

Soon... Y.O.U. eventually,

Will be life's sweetest gift,

Y.O.U will be, my blessed reality.