May 11, 1999
dress me in flames and tell me all the secrets of the angels. my solitude is ended, masquerading from the depths of wreckless wind and water. i am peaceful again.i fear i will become all you dreamt of me, and just beyond your grasp. in you, the sparkle was not the same. we shared a moment and let a lifetime pass before we knew the ending.
i have found a dream, walking, touching, breathing within these walls. as though all i longed for in every lover has come together in one magnificant being. and when i open my eyes from sweetest slumber, the dream holds fast. and every day begins another, sweeter than before.
and yet, i see the perfect lines, razor sharp and fading. memories do not disappear as easily as desire. and i am left to grin in disbelief at how time wanders by without notice or consequence. i am saddened by the memory.
and enlightened by the dream.