Dreams #8

My dreams are brighter than me,

so I often sit and watch and listen.

Boom … boom … boom!

Footsteps from behind,

but I was afraid to turn and look.

Then I was mad at myself for being so shook.

Fear is a waste of time.

Surprises can be overwhelming.

“You’re suppose to be here to help me.”

The warm rub on my shoulder

was reassuring.

Before I could open my eyes

we were falling.

He held me as we fell

and repositioned himself to take the brunt of the impact.

He suggested, “rest your mind, go to sleep.”

I didn’t have the energy to argue.

He felt something like a blanket

swaddling my senses.

Caught out in the cold so many times.

This was the warmest I had ever felt.

It was more than I could have wished for.

It was the most beautiful sleep I had ever experienced.

No dreams just sleep.

I awoke excited to escort my eyes

towards the snug creature.

I tried to decide what I was willing to give up,

a kiss, just a hug?

I rubbed my right hand over the softness for confirmation.

A kiss! I decided in that very second.

My left hand wiped the sleep from my eyes

and I yawned with a loud sigh.

The wind blew beautifully.

Yellow, black, brown, and

orange hairs tossed in the wind.

Then he turned his head to me yawning

and terror overtook me.

His head, tongue and teeth

shattered the sense of comfort I felt moments before.

He shook his black and brown mane.

“So now you’re afraid? Now you fear me?”

I was slow to speak. I don’t want to anger the animal.

“I should have never opened my eyes“ I murmured.

He rolled away from our embrace

and stood up strong like lions do.

It was too late to pretend.

“I’ve given you no reason to be afraid.”

He was right and I was instantly ashamed.

He did not look like my dream but he felt like it.

I reached out to caress his mane and he stepped back.

I tried and failed again.

I couldn’t let a good dream pass me by. Not after the nightmares.

I ran and jumped on the enormous wild cat

and hung from his neck until he gave up and purred in my ear.

As bad as I thought it was,

it was never that bad.

I closed my eyes and rested in the masculine scent of his golden fur.

The moonlight behind us brought an end to another lovely dream.

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