Saturday, June 18, 2011

Flower dreams

How are we getting out of this? He’d looked so plaintive before that the relief washing over his face now they were free was palpable… had a taste to it even of wildflowers at dawn after a dark, thick night… “I just need to focus on my happy thoughts” she’d answered. He thought she’d been kidding, any sane person would have thought so. Realizing they were finally free and safe he looked at her smiling unbelieving at their luck. Her face was turned away down and apprehensive. “What is it?” he asked, fear stealing back over his heart so cold and fast it hurt. His hand came down along her cheek, lifting it to see the internal struggle taking place behind her eyes. “You.” She said quietly and drew a breath of resolve.  “You are…  ALL my happy thoughts”. He brought his lips down to greet hers as his arms wrapped closer around her holding her delicately but protected. Just between their hearts it started a glow… a seed which opened like a crystal flower sending wispy tendrils through the air between them.. around them… wrapping around their bodys and lifting them up.. higher into the air  and becoming all to warm… the kiss intensified and so did the heat… consuming… burning… charring… exhausting… till the flower was all that was left shrinking into itself and falling just a tear drop to the ground.