About a girl...

I wrote this one years ago when I was but a meer pup with the vocabulary of a chimpanze.

Anyway...

You were in my dreams again last night. It felt so real…

I see you standing naked in a field of wild flowers. There's no sound around but that of the wind blowing through the distant trees. I close my eyes and imagine that I am the wind, free to roam the endless expanse of the world. Like a bird I would soar atop the mountains, and over the oceans. I am tempted by the freedom, but instead I come back to you. I gently wrap myself around you and flow through your hair like a wheat field on a warm summer afternoon. My warm touch gives you goose bumps as I surround you. I want to kiss you. I want to feel the warm caress of your lips upon mine. I want to run my fingers down your body sensing every part. But alas, I am just the wind.

Your smell, that amazing smell... like the fragrance of the first day of spring. I feel like a giddy school boy sitting in class on that first warm day of the year. The teacher opens the windows and teases me with the overwhelming aroma of melting snow in the brilliant sunshine; that kind of smell that brings back all those delightful memories of summers past. I lose myself in the moment, nothing else around me matters, not the words on the blackboard, or the books on my desk… I daydream of what the future will bring, where I'll go, what I'll do, what adventure will ensue.

Your eyes, the color of spring rain clouds against the mid morning sky, They say the eyes are the windows to the soul, but yours are the doorways to eternity. I look into them and I fall. I fall so hard that I feel as though I am going to crash strait through the earth; strait through and fly out the other side to be lost forever in the emptiness of the cosmos.

Then it comes, that voice, that beautiful beautiful voice, like the sound of a million canaries singing in unison. Like the tempest of a great composer, it blasts me back. I reach for you as I tumble, fighting the whirlwind, but I am lost. You fade into the distance and disappear. My world turned upside-down I become as still as a frightened fawn. All I have left is the memory, that image in my head, an image that will never fade, always reminding me of you.