Emerald Dreams

Shirley, this is for you because you said you like love poems(not necessarily because I love you, although I do think your personality is amazing, and your heart is warm and kind, but I've never met you, lol. Just because you like to read love poems). Anyway, it's not very good, and doesn't portray any type of love very well, but pretend it does. It's about a love that hasn't happened yet, but he longs for. Sometimes I inadvertently fall in love with eyes, hopefully, sometime, they will fall in love back. Thanks.  

I fell into your emerald eyes 
The single dream that never dies 
Was tho a warmth had entered me 
Like water mixed with summer breeze 

I ran my hands 'cross velvet skin 
Thru layered pleats of crinoline 
It seemed as though I touched a dream 
A little flake of love agleam 

Our thoughts entwined in glowing glory 
'Mid pages of a brilliant story 
A fable steeped in loving song 
As doves rejoiced to sing along

I gently brushed your crimson lips 
With ever longing fingertips 
Soft and warm as summer sun 
Reflective of the gold He's spun 

I pray these thoughts will glimmer, too
Within the dreaming eyes of you 
For now I simply just admire 
The beauty of your emeral fire. 

Disclaimer: (Uncle Cosmo made me put this on here) 
Warning, Matt's poetry is not meant to cure, heal, or reduce any desires to read good writing. Always consult an actual poet before reading. Do not read if you have a history of vomiting, as this poem may cause diarrhea, which can be deadly, or worse, gross if comes out while vomiting. Side affects of reading may include: naseau, herring feet, exploding groin, monkey excrement, Fahrfvenugen, mange, dilated nostrils, spleen contusions, bedhead, squarepants, up to, and including, death(which you may openly welcome after reading). Do not take with bologna.