My dreams are filled with a place oh so beautiful. Every night I go there to see my love, my Orion flown down to finally be here with me. This is what I see when I fly half way to his door. First I fly, what my horse cannot take. Soaring over the rolling hills, cloaked in midnight silence. I wait until I reach the white building. The one where we met not ten months ago. Then I move silently into the trees. Waiting ever so patiently is my spotted mare. Gray and white, she looks silver here under the moon. We head out for the tallest hill around. My blue velvet dress streaming out behind us as we rush the the meeting place. Finally we arrive. I call ever so lightly his name, and send it on the wind. There is a platform up here. It looks like someone cut the top off to reveal purple, blue, pink, gold and silver crystals waiting underneith. Then they put on a glaze so it shone brightly under the full moon. Soon I here galloping in the forest below. Out comes Orion sitting on a noble born warhorse. He climbs up the hill and we hold eachother for a while, then talk til dawn when he has to rush back to his home, and I will fly slowly to my house 30 miles away.Birth sign: Cancer
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