i had the strangest dream last night.
i was in an aquarium, gravity did not exist.
every motion graceful, fluent. like waves in the ocean.
i was swimming right through the air, watching the fish swim in pace with me behind their glass cages.
i wandered the corridors alone, passing groups of other people slowly floating passed.
i admired them yet found myself attempting to avoid them, ashamed at my lack of companionship.
i continued onward, enjoying the simplicity of my explorations.
in my escape i found myself in a gazing upon a face i don't believe i had seen yet still struck me as familiar.
off in the distance our gaze meets.
i had been passing through an exhibit i had already seen and now began to make my way towards the exit.
only now he is there, waiting. expecting... me?
i had been passing through an exhibit i had already seen and now began to make my way towards the exit.
only now he is there, waiting. expecting... me?
he takes my hand and pulls me towards him as an elevator door closes behind me.
our eyes now unwavering as we gazed into the depths of the others.
our eyes now unwavering as we gazed into the depths of the others.
his were blue, pale like the sky on a sweltering hot summer day.
his hair short, but long enough to bury my fingers beneath.
his body was broad and toned, he appeared much larger than i.
he wore a light blue button down, it accented his shape and brought out his eyes.
blue faded straight leg jeans, brown leather belt. nice shoes. he was a man, grown, matured. strong.
his hair short, but long enough to bury my fingers beneath.
his body was broad and toned, he appeared much larger than i.
he wore a light blue button down, it accented his shape and brought out his eyes.
blue faded straight leg jeans, brown leather belt. nice shoes. he was a man, grown, matured. strong.
he put a hand on my cheek and the other on my waist and i waited for the next moment to inevitably take my breath away...
i open my eyes and daylight is peaking back at me through my tiny basement windows.
my back stiff from having fallen asleep on my couch yet again.
my back stiff from having fallen asleep on my couch yet again.
i understand that the "floating through an aquarium" can never happen, but whyyy can i not be left asleep to continue these wonderful sorts of dreams??
and where is my mr. perfect??
and where is my mr. perfect??