Orchids and orange roses lined all around you,
as the moon shone in daylight hours.
Your smile was wide,
your embrace, meaningful and without manipulation,
nothing made sense but I did not care,
because for the first time,
in a long time,
my mind was clear.
as I slept in your lap,
your hands, softly stroking my hair.
You place petals over my brow,
decorating my face like a crown,
and you say that everything will be alright.
I believe you.