Chances Meant Only For Me Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Stepping onto fluffy white clouds billowing above,
being slowly whisked into the atmosphere.

No one able to come or follow, taking chances that
were meant for only me as I search for you.

Knowledge of your love tantalizing my interior being
with an intuitive and intense feeling.

Thrilling me thoroughly, desires rising to fever pitch
with thoughts of being with you for the first time.

Living in a dream world now, yet soon to be found by
you and held tightly, never to float away again into
the atmosphere above.