Sometimes I love you

Sometimes I think of you,
wavering your soft hair in the moonlight,
staring at the glowing stars,
with those crystal eyes of blue.

Sometimes I imagine you and me,
the sun on our back,
the world our shell,
all yet to be.

Sometimes I dream of giant plains,
filled with flowers and a magnificent view,
and we would just lay there,
just me, kissing you.

Sometimes I wonder how it would be,
if you loved me,
as i love you.