Guardian

I dreamed we walked across the river,
our feet were light above the heavy water.
You laughed because it was so cold,
and I couldn't help but do the same.
You leaped and danced, hanging onto the stars,
swinging like you were young.
My mouth hurt,
so I covered it so you couldn't see me.
I thought we were a little the same, angel.
Except you don't need to draw wings on yourself,
because I could always watch you above me
aimlessly wandering across the sky colliding with the clouds.
I grabbed your hand for the hundredth time that night
and you lifted me higher.
I was stuck on the feeling of being,
and below me all the lilies bloomed.
You let me go and pointed your head back like the birds
and then came the full moon.
Beaming onto our eyelids.
I grabbed your hand for the hundred and first time tonight
because you were brighter.