I find my self in a meadow, a meadow of green and grey. How did I get here? I felt my heart jump at the question, I must have lost something here...
The meadow reminded me of a dream I had, where the moon and stars were jealous of the beauty in front of me...but...who was the beauty coming from?
I wait here in
the field of my dreams
where meadows lie quietly
and reality is endless
The stars were unusually bright...their light flowing down upon the meadow, making it flow with colour and broken reality. The moon how ever held her jealous beams and turned her face away from me.
I sit and wait
under the stars and moon
while they stare
in silent wonder
Another thought popped into my head. The beauty in my dream was a girl...it was she who made my knees lose their strength and made me bow to her light.
How could I be
so helpless before you?
I thought I was strong
but you make my knees weak
The stars turned their questioning eyes to the moon. The moon replied by changing herself into woman form and came down beside me...the stars looked lonesome without her presence. "What beauty is greater than me?" the moon asked, her eyes playing games with my mind, slowly plucking out my sanity. "Her..." I answered not really sure who I was talking about. The moon slapped my face and stalked off with her jealous heart.
And thus the stars
stare through the night
and the moon sits in thought
at how you stole away its beauty
The stars glow suddenly illuminated the grounds before me. Only one thought pierced the dream that had constantly plauged my mind...You had arrived...
I look away from the moon's gaze
and the stars swirl around
Only one thought went through
my head: You have come
You break through the fabric that seperates this world and the pure bliss that we humans sometimes feel. In a dress so white that makes the moon's light pale in comparison.
I see you appear
in your full beauty
and in a gown so white
in this meadow of my dreams
Your hand reaches out and touches my cheek. I slowly nuzzle your hand as if I was a cat, kissing your hand.
You reach out your hand
and rub my face
And I nuzzle
and kiss your hand
My eye catches yours and slowly we pull together...inch by inch. I see the flowing colour in your eyes as our lips touch...sending my mind into a state of bliss and passion.
But then...you dissapear and I am kissing the air.
We pull together
approaching by the inch
before you are so close
I swear I can hear your heart
As my lips brush against yours
and my mind in eternal bliss
You disperse in my arms
never to be seen again
I sit here every day, tears streaming down my face as I call your name...until my exhaustion makes me go unconsious...
I still sit in that meadow
now a meadow of broken dreams
crying out to you
with tears streaming down my face
With those tears I wait
In the meadow of my dreams
hoping you will
come again and stay
and not
Disperse
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