Dream Lover by Caecae W.

My love where are you now

In your home far from mine

Where you should be safe from your nightmares

Your vices and virtues shine brighter than mine

My soon to be lover

No spell will bring you near

Your arrival is long over due

I can’t wait to meet you

You taste like Vanilla

But burn like iron

An opposition created by your God

But not mine

You are not perfect

But uniquely different than I

You look like my end

And smell like home