Justin Reamer (2 October 1993 / Holland, Michigan)
Eyes of the Sun
As I stand on the beach,
A beautiful girl stands next to me,
We walk down the beach,
Feeling the soft sand upon our feet.
We then walk upon the shore,
The water rushing against our feet,
And we walks hand-in-hand,
As the sun begins to set.
I look at the girl right next to me,
Knowing this this is a dream,
But it is reality,
In my subconscious at least.
But standing next to me,
Is a nymph of immense beauty,
Or an angel in the least,
And she was quite so beautiful,
She was looking right back at me.
Her smile then came upon her face,
Showing her bright white teeth,
And her cute, soft laughter came about,
As it was heard among the waves.
Her long blond hair
Was blowing in the wind,
And her beautiful smile
Remained upon her face.
Her beautiful blue eyes
Showed lots of energy,
They had the light of the sun,
Showing her jubilance.
And, at this, I could see her soul,
For she was a child at heart,
No one would hurt her,
When I was around,
For I was there to protect her.
Her smile then continued to show,
And she whispered something to me.
She whispered in my ear,
'I am happy to be with you.'
I looked at her bright gaze,
Which showed all her energy,
And I said to her silently,
'I am happy to be with you, too.'
Then we embraced for a long time,
And then I slowly let go,
I could not fail to remember,
The eyes of the sun.
I woke up from my dream,
As I began to realise,
But I still remember it,
From every day to now.
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