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As you read these visions, close your eyes after each line.
Mentally visualize the picture. Then read the next line and add it to your
mind's eye picture. When you reach the end, you will be in another place. I love you.
Can You Feel Me
Can you feel me?, she asked.
Yes, he whispered.
Our souls are one.
Our minds dance and play and ask questions.
But can you feel me?, she asked.
At every level, I can feel you.
I see you, I taste you, I hear you, I smell you,
And I know you are with me all the time.
But can you feel me?, she asked impatiently.
I can never not feel you. Can you feel me?, he asked.
Yes. Deeply. Intensely. She answered.
And I you.
Waterfall
I am deep in the forest. There are no paths to
where I am. The earth scent is thick. The pines are especially fragrant, with
wafts of honeysuckle along the way. The green is so dense I cannot see the blue
of the sky. I am hot, and have only shorts and hiking boots on. I lean on my
well worn hiking stick and take a sip of cool water from my canteen. It is then
that I hear the faint sound of water. I move towards the sound, breaking through
the thick underbrush with loud cracking noises. The branches swoosh loudly as I
let them go after bending them to their limit to allow me to pass. I am worn,
but ever so alive as I step into a clearing. I am at the edge of a crystal clear
pool of water. Above me, 200 yards away, is a beautiful waterfall. I wonder how
the pool of water can be so clear and calm when the waterfall is so full of
energy and fury as it crashes over the canyon lip and hurdles over the edge. A
mist rises back up towards its origin, creating a spray that gently cools all
within its reach. A multi colored rainbow forms in the mist. The sight is
beautiful and I sink to my knees. I realize the effort to reach this paradise
has taken its toll, and I am limp and tired. I lean forward to take a drink from
the clear pool, but sense I am not alone. On all fours, panting, bleeding from
several small wounds, I look up and see a woman at the top of the waterfall. She
is naked, but in no way embarrassed or ashamed. Her beauty is natural, God
given, but also comes from deep within her. I gasp as she suddenly dives off the
edge, floating as if in slow motion towards the pool far below. She enters the
water with no splash, and disappears with the water below the surface. I rise to
my knees, deeply concerned. Where is she? She is gone. Then with a eruption I
have never seen she breaks to the surface and sucks in the pure air. It is then
that she notices me, and swims slowly towards me. She steps out of the water in
front of me, and smiles with all the self confidence and inner love that God
gives only to his best. I am in awe. I place my hands on her thighs, and gently
kiss her her womanhood. I then look up to see her face. Her hair has a halo
around it from the sun, and the rainbow from the mist has shrouded her in
beauty. It is only then that I realize it is you, my love. And the pool gently
radiates small waves as a tear of joy falls to its surface.
Snow
I am alone in an open field,
Snow lies deep at my feet.
The moon is full and casts shadows from the tall pines.
A small chapel is in front of me,
with a snow capped roof.
A lone Christmas tree is lit in front of the single room chapel.
The tree is filled with snow, and the lights are all blue.
A white mare and her colt stand silently in the light of the tree,
sleeping, the steam from their breath making white clouds in the cold air.
It is more quiet than I have ever experienced.
No movements.
No noise.
Just cold, snow, chapel, and tree.
But something must be missing, for my heart is restless.
Then I blink, and you are there with me.
And my soul relaxes, my body warms,
And I smile.
For it is now the most beautiful sight I have ever seen.
Beach
The night is hot,
I feel alone except for the ocean
softly lapping at my feet.
The moon is bright, it dances off the soft swells of the waves.
I think of the softness of your body,
the caress of your hand,
Just as the waves caress my feet.
The water makes a gentle swoosh as it begins to bury my feet with sand.
I dream of the gentle swoosh your heart makes,
as I lay my head on your chest
and you bury my heart with your love.
I do not hear you as you come up behind me
and put your arms around me from behind,
holding my abdomen.
You step in front of me and kiss me deeply,
touching my face, searching.
You then stand beside me, holding my hand,
your head on my shoulder, your love in my heart.
Nothing is spoken.
Nothing needs to be said.
I love you.
Together
I lie down each night,
my mind and soul,
you in my heart,
your beauty crystal clear in my mind.
I smile as you look at me,
the love in your eyes,
the reflection of my love
beaming back.
At this moment
we are safe and together.
There are no complications.
There is only our love,
our souls merged, ready for tomorrow.
I sleep with visions of you,
somehow knowing they aren't dreams,
only manifestations of what will be.
You know as I know.
Slowly I awake,
and you are there as always.
How did you sleep, my love?
Did we dance on the wind?
Did we make love on the clouds?
Relax, and smile,
and I will join you,
and our souls and bodies will once again
find ecstasy.
The day is new,
this day is our now,
And we will make it unforgettable.
I love you.
Regular Times
I am lying on your couch,
Back against the arm rest.
You lie between my legs, head on my chest.
My arms are wrapped around you,
occasionally stroking your cheek,
brushing your hair back.
I feel you breathe.
I watch your chest rise and fall.
Your eyes are closed,
A smile on your lips.
Content.
Relaxed.
Just breathe.
Just feel.
That's what love does.
Regular times?
Never.
I Believe
I believe
in my love for you.
I believe
you are my soul mate.
I believe in you,
and all that you are,
and all that you can be.
I believe in us.
Together.
Forever.
Now.
Passing Together
I am in a large department store. Four floors. The day is slow, and I am in no hurry. I step onto the escalator to go from the 3rd floor to the 4th, just to pass the time. Something told me to go to the top. As I ride up, I see a woman riding down from the 4th floor to the 3rd. She stands tall, proud, head up, eyes ahead, confident of where she is going. Suddenly she senses someone, another presence, and finds my eyes. We look into each other’s eyes, neither looking away. I start at her jaw line, and the curve of her neck. Her collarbone is beautiful, graceful lines meeting at the neck and chest. She is wearing a V-neck sweater, proudly showing the top of her breasts, as if saying “My physical self is part of who I am, and I am proud of who I am”. My eyes follow every line, every curve. She takes a deep breath, as if to accentuate the curves, and I am suddenly aroused by her silent statement. I follow the lines of her waist, hips, and upper legs. We pass as close a we will get on the escalator. We look into each other’s eyes. There is a mutual fire, a question, searching. I cannot help myself, and turn to stare after we have passed. She turns as well. Much too soon, I am at the top, and she the bottom. I have to know. I go to the other side and begin the ride down. As I think of what I might say, I see a vision coming down the escalator. It is she. As we pass, we both reach out and, very gently, touch fingers. My heart races. We look into each other’s soul, and smile.
Your Words In Our Vision
"Look at me", she commanded.
He obeyed.
"Lie still and look at me".
"I will always look at you"
"Let me do this", she ordered. Her voice quivered.
He began to close his eyes.
"Look at me".
He opened his eyes, and stared into her deeply.
Her eyes were on fire. "How does that feel?"
"Like a volcano exploding in heaven"
"Do you like slow?", and she slowed.
"I like anything you do, as you do"
"I do", her voice broke, and they locked eyes.
"Tell me what you feel", she barely managed.
"I feel your soul, and I feel USSSSSsssssssssssss"
And they locked souls for eternity.
Alone For A Moment, Alive For A Lifetime
I am alone in some realities,
It is singular, drifting, not shared.
Nobody else sees me,
Or what I see.
I float, searching,
Listening to silence.
The only sounds are those of a thousand monarchs,
Crashing their wings in desperate flight
Creating a cacophony of noise that I alone can hear.
I see a million threads,
Small strings on which a life dangles.
They tangle and slow me down
But I keep looking for one.
For there exists one thread, one soul, one mind, one body
That screams for me as I scream for her.
My reality is hers. And hers is mine.
And we share what is real, as we share what is perceived.
We are one, and neither finds the reality we search for when alone.
We seek only the reality that exists when we are together.
I push aside threads, gently so as not to disturb,
And look, search, eyes narrowed,
No fear, determination, confident that she is there.
I see a light, and know a soul is there,
And feel a warmth, and know the soul is filled with love.
I push closer and finally see a body,
Glistening as the sun now finds my reality.
She smiles as I smile,
And I feel her thoughts through her eyes,
"Where have you been, my love? I have been waiting."
And I answer with my heart "I have been lost, tangled in the threads of confusion"
She throws aside her clothes of concealment saying
"You are no longer lost, love me for all of eternity".
And I do.
And the noises of life, and the sights of perception,
And the smells of another reality enter our world again.
But we laugh together, because none of that matters.
The world exists as we perceive it now,
Our love colors and lights all around us,
And our minds, souls and bodies make love every moment
So that reality is now real,
So that reality is shared at last,
So that we are one.
Us.
Forevermore.
TRUST
I look at you across a chasm.
Below lies nothing, there is no end that I can see.
I look back at you.
Everything is blurry, rippled, as if seeing reflections in a pool of moving water.
It is hard to focus on your eyes as they move across the landscape.
Is this reality? Is it a dream? A temporary aberration of perceptions imagined?
I ask you to jump.
There is fear in your eyes.
I can't do it, your mind tells me.
In the blur of the scene, your eyes start to come into focus.
Look at me, and nothing else.
You try to focus, but the distractions capture your mind.
Look at me, and nothing else, I repeat.
You look into my eyes.
The fear dissolves.
It is replaced by a question.
The question is answered without words.
In its place is resolve,
And the resolve turns to strength.
And with the strength that is always there, you jump into my arms.
You knew I would be there, and I was.
And am.
And always will be.