a repose

i recall the day we
laid down on a
blanket of dew
covered bluebells
and wild dandelions

the sun was
just beginning to rise
and the moon was
still visible
in the early light

and your lips
brushed mines like
a flutter of air
i lost my breath
in your smell

that was the day
i laid my innocent
by the wayside
and fell in love
with a dream

© 2002 amias