Owned by Donn & Than
Joined: May 2004
|Posted: Feb. 13 2011,11:28 am
A Dream Within A Dream Within A Dream. . .I Think
It was nice. After a lifetime apart, we were together again. You, who were destined to be at my side over an empty court. We held each other as tight as we could, but we still couldn't be close enough. But a dream it was.
I awoke, and it was freezin'. The fire was out, and my sheet and solitary blanket did nothing for me. I relit the fire, and put on some water for tay. I was in the ruins of an old hunter's cabin. I dressed, as my tay steeped. When I finished, I had some to warm me up, then stepped outside in the frigid morn'.
I walked forward to the road, then walked down that road to the bridge. The bridge that went over the horizon line, and seemed to go on forever. I looked down it. It was empty.
Somewhere on the other side of that bridge, you were. Somewhere far away, and out of sight. Last I knew, you were lookin' for it. I wondered if you'd found it yet. If you were walkin' across it now, or if you were still lost, and how close you were to findin' the path that would lead to me if you were still lookin'.
I was waitin'. I'd been waitin' a long, lonely time. After you find me, we'll get out of here. We'll go to my real home, as opposed to this desolate shack that's there for who ever comes by. I had tears in my eyes from missin' you as. . .I woke up again.
But you were there! In front of me. I was wrapped around you, and one who had been with me for so long was wrapped around me. The one behind me stroked my hair, and told me everything was goin' to be all right. He started to make me forget everything. What little I still knew of my past, my thoughts of the future, and even myself. The one in my arms turned around, and helped him take me out of myself. They worked in ways that few dare, and fewer still will admit to.
Things happened then, that couldn't be done. Not here, anyway. Not in this place, or this life. Delectable things that defied reality. I knew I would awake again, but to what? At the time, I didn't care. I couldn't.
But now that it's over, I dread the inevitable; though I have no idea when this dream will end, end it will. It didn't seem like a dream, but it HAD to be. That, or I'd gone insane. It's not that the walls had melted, or the furniture was talkin' to me, but what I'd just been through had made no sense. The world didn't work like my experience, and it made me afraid. So afraid. . .to lose it.
NAMASTE, AND MY VASUKI LICK YOUR NOSE!