At once sure and yet
elusive, she dances before his eyes when his lids close in a vain attempt to
sleep.
Clear as day he sees her....within reach, almost.........
He stretches an inch
farther and his fingers barely brush the light fabric of her dress as she walks
before him, unwittingly sensual with an innocence that her heartache and
years of bad decisions couldn't destroy.
He longs to make her stop and look in
his eyes. To see the burning desire to know her and he clenches his fists at
his sides in impotent balls of furious desperation and he tries not to shake
the realization into her.
He calls out, startling himself with the strength in
his voice, but his eyes quickly widen in bewilderment as he realizes she
doesn't hear him much as she never could look into his eyes.
Dropping his gaze he
slowly unclenches his fists, whispers her name and is regarded with a falter in
her step before she resumes her walk.
She will walk this
walk on her own. He longs to tell her he wants to go with her and bear her up.
Pushing harder he grasps her shoulder and she starts to turn to him.
His eyelids flutter
open, lips parting ever so slightly in soundless joy. And the dream crumbles to the ground.
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