Mckenzie By Zivah Poem by Mya Jade

I love the times when she's excited to see me,
and I find she calms me, lets me know I'm worth someone like her.
She sends me songs, I have almost all of them saved into a playlist,
I dreamt of her a few nights ago, her skin felt exactly as imagine,
I was the happiest I have ever been, dreaming of a first dance.
In the dream, her hands at my waist, lightly squeezing to let me know she is here,
nothing mattered At that moment but her and the dance.
I woke up and thought that I knew bliss,
It was enough in the dream, but when I woke, I wanted it to be real.
I know day I will get to go home and tell her how work was instead of texting her about it,
One day I will get to have her, to have and hold her.