Awake

As I lay with the dense cool ground beneath me the sweet slumber takes over my soul. For my mind is in a deep imaginary state, experiencing what I desire to be existent. The warmth from the spring sun covers all depths of my body, protecting me. I can feel the presence of a force I've been longing for. Its indulging breath caresses my face, the smell of sweetness follows. My body is beached while my spirit beings to soar. The sensation is uncontrollable, I am not alone. A gentle hand touches mine, holding my delicate palm with much certainty. Turning my head slightly towards the mysterious force, I leisurely open my eyes. I see a figure, exquisite and strong though a stranger to eye. My heart is captivated in an instant. “This is my love” I reassure myself. I feel the cores of our bodies simultaneously beat… we are one…and I am not alone. My heart flies with wings similar to a butterfly, fluttering behind my chest bone. He draws me closer, molding my body against his. I lay my weary head in the curve of his neck. Relief comes over me; I for once know this truth does exist, that I am somehow valuable to feel this power. I am not alone. Comfortable I lay soundly in a precious heaven. In this time I feel significant to someone, to the earth and to this life. I am a beautiful wonder commendable to breathe and to love. The lips of passion then lay tenderly on my forehead but immediately a rush of pulsating horror soon clouds the sky. Panic tears though my skin, my heart that once fluttered now pounds crushing the bones that shelter it. The enchanting figure suddenly beings to fade, our cores began to beat diverse patterns. I spin my head back to the sun, eager to find some source of comfort, closing my eyes to infuse the warmth but it is bitter, frozen and sour against my face. The ground is malleable and hot, I am just now a lifeless mass. Awoken I weep, for awake I am alone.