Love Poem: Race To the Pillow
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Written by: Brian Stoaks

Race To the Pillow

“Race to the Pillow”

Thoughts of love seem to secure my heart in webs of roses pedals and candy hearts
The feeling of love my hide from my heart but the thoughts of love keep my eyes open 
Fluttering flip flops in thy stomach may keep their distance but her smile has me smiling
If only in a dream of unselfish images of the angel’s laughter I have yet to meet

When my eyes close out the brightness of yesterday I see the most beautiful sight in all the world
The woman who carries my once broken and lonely heart in her tender hands no longer cracked
With a smile only the angels of God could ever create I can see my forever for the first time
To dream a little dream that creates such hope for tomorrow and beyond yesterday’s sadness

This journey of nightly dreams slowly revealing the face of my future 
Dreaming will finally succumb to reality when the angels have built her just for me
She will not be perfect for anyone but me with her loving arms around me in warmth
Let love become the love I no longer have to close my eyes for but keep open to cherish daily

Until the day my love has engaged with myself in an embrace of soul shattering happiness
Until I can feel her lips whispering upon my lips I love you 
Until the dreams are shattered like the rock that holds my diamond that keeps it safe
I will race to the pillow and return to where love is always waiting for me