A 1940s Love Poem (Visual)

This was all a dream
Frozen in time like Noah & Allie
I have a proper cut and suit
You wear that dress
Matching your emerald eyes
Billie Holiday on the radio
Storms build in the distance
Your touch is heaven
Your smell is divine
Radio alert says war is soon
I grasp to you harder And close my eyes
My alarm clock repeats
Obre los ojos
Open your eyes
Another dream…