Star Stealing Girl

Through a glistening haze
I see a silhouette in the distance
With a soul penetrating gaze
At the edge of a primordial dream.

Sleek, slender and lucid
As she draws me in with her youthful face
As well as a comforting grace
Her movements seem otherworldly
And yet I am unafraid, as she seems familiar.

I feel a strange warmth around her
A ghostly radiance flows from her frame
I am drawn to it like a moth to the flame
And am taken aback by a caressing kiss
On the cheek that draws me even closer.

She guides my eyes upward
To a sky aglow with stars
Far more than I could have ever pictured
Illuminated by galaxies and quasars.

Her hand reaches up
Plucking the brightest star
Right from the sky
Balling it in her palms
It shines through like a firefly.

Slowly she opens her hands
Allowing me to see it’s beauty
That nearly brings a tear to the eye
I am tempted to touch it
But know I shouldn’t be hasty.

Suddenly she presses up against me
And I wrap my arms around her chest
Firmly and passionately
She lets it go, upward to the shimmering sea.
We take in the moment and I recall days
From a time that seems long past
For they vanished way too fast.

I don’t want this moment to end
But I see that the surroundings
Are beginning to fade
As this reality begins to bend
I don’t want this to unfurl
And leave behind my star stealing girl.

With a final connection of our lips
She vanishes in a swirl of smoke
Leaving me awakened in my bed.
Shaken, I grab a glass of water to sip
Unable to believe what had just happened
As I try to make sense of it in my head:

I can still feel her kiss on my lips
And where her hands went through the hair on my head.
But it’s impossible
The girl in my dream was my wife
And these past six years, she’s been dead.