I imagined listening your heart,

the kiss I felt on my lips without hiding my passion,

every breath, every heartbeat,

until you made love to me

 

I imagined drawing your dreams on the most beautiful flower,

and in the veil of sweet intimacy,

between caresses and supplications,

I began to vibrate

 

I imagined hearing your voice, at a distance, calling out to love you

Even being a memory or perhaps a flattering oversight 

my imagination was enough for that mythical dream where I was the maiden

and thou the noble baron who won my heart

 

My imagination was enough,

for the memory of everything lived

is bigger than oblivion

 

I imagined

©Noris Roberts