Return of A Dream
I ran through the night, Dyrannan still on my mind. His touches stirring my body but not my heart. I pained more for my beloved. The sun came up over the horizon. I lifted into the sky to greet it. The colors bright and fresh. A new day came to the shadow land of the green.
Back to the room I rented. I locked the door. I pulled the shades and summoned my images. Cufaen laid on the bed. I turned from it and removed my clothing. I slipped into the bed holding the pillows that was the image of my beloved.
Cufaen touched my cheek, I melted to the thought, tears from my eyes flowed. I closed them tight.
His voice so real to me whispered in my ear, “You are not the only one that dances with a devil, my love.”
I whispered back to the illusion of my mind, “You are my one and only for all times to come. In your arms I am at home.” I watched the image. My mind played more tricks on me. I could feel his arms. I swore I could hear the music his heart sung.
Cufaen hugged me tightly, tears welling in his eyes. I cried in his arms. I held fast wanting to hold on forever. It felt so real. My lips touched his, the passion of the love flaring within me. The kiss returned.
It was to real, the pain was too great. My mind was leaving into the impossible. I dropped my image. It stayed. I summons strength and tried to tuck this dream back to its corner. It stayed. I closed my eyes. I willed the illusion to begone but his arms stayed on me. I had lost my mind. I cried myself to sleep in his arms. If I was insane at least I could have him in it.
With in my dreams my mind swam. The images of Blue, Gene and Samtis appearing with Cufaen, each disappearing in turn, as the dream unfolded. They disappeared in the shadows of the past but not him. My beloved stayed. We danced under the trees of his homeland, under the stars that light their sky. To the treetop platform we laid our heads and rejoiced in each other’s arms. Green eyes flashed.
I opened my eyes and still dreamed. He held me against him, looking down into my eyes.
“I love you Cufaen.”
“And I love you, Raven.” His voice still so real.
Life felt so real. He kissed me gently. I returned the kiss, hunger filled my lips. The hunger returned in the lips on mine, his hands roamed my flesh. My blood warmed to his touches.
He smiled into my eyes. His perfect green eyes shining. His face showed tiny bits of age I had not noticed or had forgotten. His sweet lips formed words, “This is no dream, little elf.”
The star drifted to a corner of my mind as the love for him burst through out every fiber of my being. My beloved, my sweet Cufaen, My one andonly had returned to me.
I held him near. Iheld him tight. I prayed, “If this be a dream let me never awake.” I was finally at home.