From across the room, our eyes played like children and our subtle smiles danced like butterflies on a warm Spring day. I had this feeling inside, that she was a mistress of strife, but a celestial beauty, just as well. Her very ubiquity was undeniable and unforgettable; unbound by time or the universe.
I could not tell you how it all began, but in one heartbeat, in one single moment, I found myself completely adrift in her very essence. My heart sank deeply into my chest, beating wildly, as she gazed into my naked soul. She slowly moved in closer so our cheeks barely touched - softly our skins brushed across each other. Her seductive mouth close to mine. My lips yearned to kiss hers, and I moved in; but she pulled away only so slightly. Our lips were a million miles apart, but close enough so we could breath in each other. A gentle sigh. All the while, hey eyes still locked onto mine. I was under her absolute reverie. She began to embrace me with deliberate passion. In her arms, Time had come to a complete stand still, yet, forever was still not enough. My fingers ran under her hair like rain gently falling. The scent of her skin was intoxicating. Her touch melded with mine, and we continued to breath each other in. With every touch and every move, we complimented each other in perfect unison and serenity. But what I remember the most about her was her smile. A smile that was unfaithful to herself. It was a painted smile, that was full of pain and joy all at the same time. It was a smile that told all her stories, all at once. She too had lost something in this world - leaving her searching - searching in the approval of strangers. She was an angel to others providing promise yet she could not save her own self. Despite the sorrow hidden deep in her smile, she wore it like a beacon of light. In these brief moments, she was my light as she made me feel love once again - the love of her life - soulmates - a man after her own heart. What I saw in her eyes, and even more in her smile, was everything that gave purpose to life itself. I wanted to be with her for the rest of my hours, days, months, and years. This was a fool's ambition however for I would never see her again.
As quickly as she appeared in my life, she quickly vanished like an apparition - as the light from the sun peaked through my window. It was all just an illusion, a facade, a figment of my imagination. My own mind had betrayed me, playing on my vulnerabilities and ever so hopeful soul. Nothing was real, but yet I fell in love with her anyways. She will always be burned in my memory and soul. Who know's Dreams Sometimes Come True!