Dream Girl
By Stormcat
There is this
thing that happens when you are asleep
( in the wee hours before morning consciousness)
when your
mind mixes up all that has happened from the past, all that is happening in the
present, and all that you hope for in the future
and then your mind makes a dream out of it . . .
So who is
this terrifying woman that I'm about to make love to?
Is she my first wife? My second? One of my ex-girlfriends?
One of my almost girlfriends? One of my wished for girlfriends? Or a fictional
personification of my perfect mate?
Dreams are always
kind of dark and muddy. Clarity is rare, and when I do actually recognize
someone clearly, it is usually someone from my past. People who profoundly
intruded into my life.
I wish it to be
the current woman who holds my attention! But I really am quite unsure because
the dream is muddy and I only know, when I awake and recall the dream, that if
it is her, it is because my heart wants it to be her.
The woman in my
dreams represents what I want the woman in my life to be:
Comfortable
tall
and
slender like me . . . able to dream and
imagine a lovely home-life . . .
loving to be with people and laughing with them . . .
womanly . . . sexy . . .
adventurous . . .
knowing when to challenge and when to console . . .
accepting of
my compliments knowing they are the truth as I intend them . . .
knowing that my
loving eyes are astute, wise, and trustworthy. . .
knowing that she is the only one I want to be with, because
she truly is,
my dream girl!
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