Friday, August 27, 2004

Dream Girl

Hey guys wow it has been a long time since i posted jsut so you guys know college is going great and the Lord is truly amazing. This one is kinda sappy but that is okay because only girls read my xanga anyway

written 9/26/04

Dream Girl

As I doze in and out of what I can only precieve to be reallity I cannont help but smile, but this time something is diffrent, this time when i shut my eyes too wonder into unconciousness, my body may be asleep but my my heart remains connected to my dreamgirl, who is in my arms finding her security in me even while I am at rest. To describe her to you, those who dont know her, would turn me into a fool for with my innacurate depictionof her, shewouldsound perfect. In my desribing her the perfection I laelher with is only a smal glimpse of the true person she is. Every thing about her is perfect to me. The way she runs her fingers through her hair only accents her perfect smile always accompanying it. Those few hair, long and straight, remain in front of her eyes perfectly asking me to gently brush them behinde her ear. The way she looks at me after I do so takes my breath away from me again, but it always feels like the first time. Standing, she looks up to meet my eyes she gives a look that becons my heart to run towards hers and as I step towards her the bliss of her kiss, soft and sweet makes me even more aware of the perfection in my arms. Slolwy moving them down her arms I place my hands in hers. Sight of her face becomes blurry to me as the moisture falls down my cheek I am overwhelmed by the senese of perfect completion. The thought the God woudl allow me to obtain and cherish another only draws me closer so him ad i get closer to her. So I sleep, her beauty in my arm, and her heart joined with mine. I wait for her to awaken me with a kiss but it never occurs. In fear i force myself back in my concious gray. My arms are empty my Dreamgirl gone. For that is all she has ever been to me, dream. The mirage of heart leads to the abandonment of joy, that, when called by reallity, ansewers with one word...ALONE!



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