if you could dream of your heart, what would you say to her? would you tell her you loved her? would the words come to mind and mouth.? what would you offer her, in her dream. what you you give her, that she already does not possess in her created world? would she love you. and would you know that it was love? and not just your illusion of love, but love unlike any you have ever known? a force that fills the sky with the light from your own souls, blending like colours of different hues and fragrances so varied yet sweetly intoxicating. and all around, on the vast and lovely planes of memories, joyous occasion does find itself flowing from one heart to another. in this world which is her most treasured, you will find her floating through the sky not like a bird, not like a cloud, more like a human spectre in love with another. two shadows who have no face, no fear, only unrestrained passion for existing. we became the sky itself when we realized that we were in the same world. in this dream, the fullness of thirst for each other was superceded only by the joy of knowing life. the exchange of emotions and the streaming dulcimer music that tied us, bonded us, that was ours to hold on to. that we had never before met in another dream was beyond depressing. it was mortifying, forgive me my love, for never seeking you out. even when we were together. forgive me for not finding the words to say on all those lonely nights we were together. my one feeling of completeness came only from you. from knowing you had not left me like the others in my life. so much energy is lost when your heart is freed. not from a bad place. but from paradise itself. we were only the winds and the earth. the sights and the sounds of purity defined. we had blown into times of strength and had tasted the colour of stars. we found the riddle of the universe and made it a song. that was our dream.
Reason for writing:
dreaming
Birth sign: Taurus
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