Within Dreams By: Blair Robbins
Again this dark haired goddess haunts my dreams... She embraces my softly with her loving arms. She tells me of her thoughts of me and how she can not be with out me in her arms. I just close my eyes and wrap my arms around her and hold her tight. I briefly sigh in ecstatic release. I can not bear the thought of her not being by my side through the night. She comforts me so I can slowly drift off in her arms only to awake in my empty bed in my never-ending darkened room. It was only but a dream. Friends first she tells me, yet I can not bear to think of her in any other form than my love. Silently I wait for her to respond to my charms but to no avail. I send her many letters of love and my thoughts to no response. Each day I wonder more and more if she will be capable enough of loving me just the same.
No sooner I think these thoughts of love the dreams come once again or at least I feel as though they are dreams. She embraces me once again and tells me in soft whispers of her love. I smile and take in her soft sweet kisses like candy. I realize that this is no dream but reality. I run my hand through her hair and look into her eyes dreamily and tell her of my love in the form of soft whispering words. She smiles looking into my eyes deeply with that knowing look. She pulls me in tighter and holds me close to her heart, she whispers into my ear speaking of her love for being free and wandering all around. I am taken aback for I was under the assumption she only wanted to stay beside me. But I only sigh and relax into her arms as if I were but water, fluid, drained, she attempts to comfort me. I attempt to gather myself once again to continue this feeling I have for her, but these thought of her running away keep haunting me. I pretend although fully distraught to keep this loving feeling until she breaks free from my enclosed arms.
The next day I make my loving glances to her and she shy's away and keeps her eyes from me. She tells me later she feels uncomfortable when I look at her this way. I keep the thoughts of the day before her loving embrace, her soft kisses, and her whispered words of love. It kills me to know that I can not make her feel the same. I think it must be because of her wandering ways that she keeps her feelings hidden. But yet I sit I wait and watch over her for anything she may need or want from me. I jump at any chance she may give me to be close or do anything for her. Just for the fleeting chance to touch her if even for a minor second. I thrive on these small instances.
Once again I find myself alone in my darkness. I slowly start to drift off with thoughts of her upon my mind. Then I hear a soft creaking down the stairs coming closer to me. With sleepily filled eyes I turn over to look behind me to find her kneeling to lay beside me. She embraces me gently and kisses my cheek. I turn over to face away and she kisses down the nape of my neck and holds me tighter to her body. I feel the heat rising slowly between us as she kisses around the side of my neck. I want to break free for fear of her leaving me again in this position but yet I can not bear to be without her soft touches and sweet kisses upon me. I turn over to face her, I lean in close and brush through her black as night hair with my hand and kiss her sweet red lips gently. I breathe in the soft fruity scent she gives off and close my eyes as I kiss her lips with a bit more fierceness. She accepts my advances and lays back upon my bed. Again I awake alone just another fiendish dream to keep me wanting and wait for her. I paw into the darkness to feel for her but only find dead air and the unused pillow beside me. I sigh and pull the other pillow close and hold it to my heart and toss and turn with it until I drift back off to my never-ending dreams of her...