You smile at me happily from a few feet away.
I look at you confused as you run up to me,
Wrapping your arms around my neck and hold on tightly.
The warmth of your breath near my throat makes me blush.
It takes a few seconds for my brain to realize what's happening.
Hesitantly I wrap my arms around you too.
Finally,
You look up at me and smile again.
Looking down at you,
I search your eyes for some sort of answer,
And I notice that your once clouded eyes are no longer so dark.
They've calmed significantly.
Your eyes search mine,
For what I'm not sure.
"What do you want?" I whisper.
"You. All I want is you," you answer.
I stare at your face,
Seeing the memorized features again after so long.
Your hair's a little shorter now,
It's still just as soft and dark as ever though.
Clear, chocolate brown eyes behind thin, dark gold framed glasses peer at
me curiously as I take in your beauty once more...
Lightly pink-tinged, full lips, curl into your soulstealing smile.
Yes, I remember.
My hand reaches up to your face and gently caresses it.
Your skin is like silk, just as it always has been.
And it's kept it's golden brown color, not unlike my own.
Your arms are still around my neck and you pull my head down a bit.
"I can't do this," I sigh.
"Why not? It's what you've always wanted Elyssa," you
whisper in my
ear.
"But...De-" I try to say something but you stop me.
Your lips are on mine before I can say anything else.
And it's true, it is what I've always wanted.
I pull away from you, looking at the slight blush on your cheeks.
"Why don't you want it Elyssa?" you ask again.
"Because it's not real..." I finally say.
You look at me with a loving look in your eyes and tell me,
"But it will be."
As soon as those words leave your lips, everything slowly starts to
disappear.
I see you slowly fading into nothing,
Even where we were begins to fade.
The last I see of you is your beautiful smile and your forever echoing
final words.
At last,
Everything's gone.
In total pitch black I stand,
Waiting for something to happen.
And finally, something does happen.
I wake up.

a/n: i dont really like this poem...but hey, some people said it was good so
i put it up. yes, this based off a real dream. and uh... yea. lates! ^^
 
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