Recurring Dream
My head feels heavy; I start to drift off into a light slumber
I’m walking down a lone, dark trail
There is someone ahead of me
He is walking, back turned, and his hair catches a gentle breeze
Something about his presence draws me in
And makes me want to reach out and touch
I speed up but I go nowhere fast
He is still ahead and our speed is creating an unbearable distance
Unwanted
He turns a corner and disappears while I overcome my time warp
I try to catch up but all in vain
He is gone
My knees shake and sit on the cold ground
I hear something
Footsteps
I feel a smooth hand go through my hair
I look up
But I cannot see his face
I find myself locked in an emerald stare that freezes time
Nothing but those burning cat eyes
Then I wake up to realize it was only a dream…
