Dream

Most nights I go through dreamless

But some come to me tenderly

With promises of joy in countless adventures…

Who am I? I Sometimes wonder…

Am I a dreamer? To dream so easily of you…

A little child with a woman’s look in her eye…

With woman desires in her heart…

And love to give… get… share…

I don’t know… and fear this unknown,

Yet, not for me… ah, the chivalry in me…

I wonder why, in this world of souls,

Should mine be harder than yours…

It has nothing to do with that, I know…

It’s what society has imprinted on me…

I fall for it… for thinking it to be proper…

When in my heart I feel, strangely,

That you are the one being gentle with me…

I’ll tell you now.

A couple hours ago, in the middle of something,

I felt an overwhelming surge of emotion

Raging inside me, I thought of my son,

And I barely managed to keep tears at bay,

Ah but the will was there, the need,

The almost uncontrollable urge to shed tears…

Earlier still I thought of the daughter

I so much wished to father… so many, many years ago…

Her name would be Luna…

I thought of it for years and years…

I always wanted a daughter.

That was my dream, my wish,

My desire above all.

But it was not meant to be then, I knew,

Deep inside I knew…

As I did when waiting to be a father,

That it would not be a daughter…

I have a son, and my love for him is not diminished

By these thoughts, or questioned by old dreams…

Some how all our dreams have a way to come alive,

In unexpected ways…

No, I don’t think of you as a daughter.

Hardly… you are a woman.

Regardless of your age you are a woman

As I am a man…

Need I say more? You know I don’t need,

Or have… or will…

You need only look at my eyes,

They will tell you all you need to hear…

Look at them in our silent place,

Feel with the tip of your fingers my face,

The scent of a soul shared through lives

Is unmistakable and so easy to track…

Even with your eyes closed,

Especially with your eyes closed…

Look at me…

Is it me you’re looking for? Again?...

The passing between lives is a breaking experience…

We get out of this wormhole years apart…

Continents apart… words apart…

And yet… so close we have been even when we were afar…

That now together we can’t be but touching…

In the same time… place…

The Gods play their games…

Faith, light and eternity are ours.

We are here and now… and just smile.

Every beat of my heart draws me near,

Sailing towards the sunset in a ship with white sails,

The wind blows in silence leading my eyes,

The water softly flies in light curtains,

Bathing my skin in fresh salty caresses…

We hold hands looking into the horizon,

And our fingers dance intertwining,

A touching mind meld so intense,

That the wetness becomes life,

Falling off the edge of the skin…

With eyes closed, we kiss

Till we become one…

And in oneself we sink deeper still

Beyond these words,

Beyond feelings…

Beyond

The last frontier!