I want to lie on crisp linen sheets,
embroidered with finest silken thread.

I want to smell the fresh clean air,
on sumptuous pillows, beneath my head, to dream of love, sink beneath its folds,
 and to know all that anticipation holds.

To live in the moment, remember the day,
for all my memories, to be this way.

Tomorrow can wait, the clock can stop,
my heart will set my lifes own clock and life will seek to memory fade,
but still in my heart, you will pervade.


Annie Read