A Dreamers Dream

As I lay in bed trying to sleep I feel this tingle engulf my body. I feel this sense of comfort but also of loneliness. I grab the pillow beside me seeking a sense of security. My mind races with wishful thoughts of what could be. My eyes feel heavy as I drift away into my thoughts, I know I'll be dreaming tonight.

I’m surrounded by darkness and the warm summer’s heat. My body is limp and lifeless. I am asleep.

There’s sunlight, it’s so bright I cannot see what’s in front of me. I’m over taken by a brisk wind that lifts me to my feet. I feel myself and notice a dress. Soft satin flows between my fingers and I feel the smoothness of it on my skin. I feel thin straps, all that holds up the dress. The neckline hugs my bosom and the satin flows freely down to my ankles where it rests upon my feet.
A cloud slowing comes in and takes the edge off the sun. I blink a few times and start to see people all around me. I'm obviously outside but why are all these people looking at me? And then I see him. Standing tall with a smile so big it could eat two oceans. His eyes gazing directly at me, the green and yellow in them sparkles in the sunlight and give me a sense of peace. His hair is short, clean cut and squared off just how I like it. He's in a tux tailored just right to fit his broad masculine shoulders and just short enough to give me a little view of his cute tush. Under his jacket he wears a white shirt with decorative clear buttons, no riffles just as smooth and perfectly pressed as can be. He wears a silver vest which matches perfectly with his square, white gold cuff links. And his tie, a sleek and sexy black that shines. He looks so perfect.

Suddenly music starts to play, it's soft and melodic, reminiscent of the wedding march. I realize now why everyone is looking at me, and that he's not just standing ahead of me for the heck of it. He's standing at the alter waiting for me. I look to my left and there's my father with his arm out ready to escort me. I start walking and as I get closer the people and the music just fade away, I still sense them as if they are all in slow motion lagging behind only a whisper and a shadow. One thing I can see clearly is his face. His eyes are pulling me in they're reaching deep inside my soul and pulling me to him; as if to say “come to me, my love.” After what seems like an eternity and I finally face to face with this man. He grasps my hands, leans in close to my ear and says, “I love you, absolute.”

Darkness, all around me; where did the sun go? Where did he go? I close my eyes trying to find him but realize I'm lying in my bed and it was all a dream. I sigh almost in relief because it seemed too perfect, maybe it's not possible. Then I hear a noise, a door slam shut and soft foot steps growing closer. I open my eyes and look up, a soft voice says “good morning”. There he is, the man of my dreams and that smile, he's even got that smile. It was real, it wasn't a dream. It was my wedding day.