• Setting out to see the world and find the wonder beyond belief that moves me,
    I have to find it, hold it, breathe it, be it, i need it.



    I made my home in a northern land, in a town my heart calls home. I headed out in the world to see what I haven't and hear things I cannot in my dreams. Gazing through windows at clothing, food, accessories,
    and things like that, all the while gliding between walkers and talkers just enjoying the day. Something off to the side of my mind catches my eye, a man, dressed in your everyday atire, but black.

    The sun shining down on his pale white skin, making him glow like an angel sent from God. His eyes like crystals of ice dance in the light and send curious chills down my spine. The glisten of his lips and the warm smile hiding behind them linger in mind. My heart begs to know him.

    As he passes by, my hand reaches out to touch his as he turns with a smile. His fingers tangle in mine as if was meant to be, just then, he kisses me. Ever so sweetly, his lips slip over mine and my soul is taken by his warmth so near me. The world seems to hush while his eyes stare into mine. His eyes speak to me in a way that my lips cannot even mumble. The wind blows through the trees as he walks me home, whispering in my ear, "This is It, He is the one", and he kisses my hand good bye.

    My body shakes as hot water pours over me, cleansing me of the day. That night I fell asleep to his beautiful mystery.

    Darkness enters and images flash before me at a horrid speed, racing by then they suddenly stop. Pictures of him and me holding hands, flashes of laughter, shared smiles, images ending with his arms around me and his lips pressed down to my neck, a heavenly glow as a halo of what must....................

    I awake in a sweat from a dream that is surely meant to be, I guess we will have to wait and see