"Mists of Dreams"
As the early soft light of the new morning broke
through her bedroom window and lightly shone on her
face, she awoke from a soft deep sleep.
She slowly turned in the bed to face the window as
she wrapped her arms round the extra pillow that laid
beside her. Lying there with her naked, half blanketed
body and her head resting on the other pillow.
She looks out the window and thinks of the wonderful
feeling of contentment that she feels pulsing through
her body. As she momentarily closes her eyes she thinks
of the contentment of the love that was shared just the
night before with the one that moves her world.
It is then that she opens her eyes again, as the
mists fades from her mind, and realizes, that it was
just a dream. That in fact she had been alone during
the night and that the dream that she had was just
mists of dreams of desire, wonderment, love and
compassion.
She then laid there looking out the window and then
noticed a pair of colourfull butterflies flying together
around the red and pink carnations in the flower box
just out side the window.
She watched the pair as they flew around each other
as if to carress each other in an effectionate flight.
Then landing as if in a moment of exhaustion, and
drinking on the early morning dew on the fully bloomed
flowers. She watched the pair fly up and land again
repeatedly, over and over again as if in a loving
moment of life.
As she laid there and watched the pair as if full of
love and life, a tear fell from her eye. When the tear
fell from her face and onto the bed she thought to
herself, "That is for love".
A moment later a single tear fell from her eye again
and she thought to herself, "That is for life". It was
then at that moment tears streamed from her eyes she
then thought, as she looked out he window, "These are
for me."
As she laid there crying and carressing the pillow
she was holding to her breasts, she watched as the
butterflies flew off towards the hill in the distance
in thier flight of loving passion.
As the early soft light of the new morning broke
through her bedroom window and lightly shone on her
face, she awoke.................
