The Girl Of My Dreams (Part 2)

Dear diary,

She returned to me last night, visiting my mind when I sleep, if this is love don’t wake me up. This time we were both stood in a forest, the scenery was overwhelming; trees sea green, the azure sky staring down and the sweet scent of her perfume were like the final pieces to a jigsaw, they made this dream.

As we stared a little longer her rosy red lips grasped my eyes, I felt a sudden urge to kiss her. It was like they were calling out to me, eternal happiness before very eyes and only a little lean forward and I was there, I could almost taste the sweet cherry lipstick on the end of my tongue.

I leant in and our lips locked, my tongue moved around in her mouth like a fish swimming freely in the open sea, I moved my hand and stroked her golden blonde hair. Grasping her shoulders I leant back and stared into her beautiful sapphire eyes, then the wind took me, I was floating in the clouds with a great smile printed on my face, the warm gracious feeling pounded through my body, a pulse of happiness which with each second became more intense. The nameless element of beauty walks the streets of my mind, an innocent serenity.