harlequin dreams
I dream of surprise lily bouquets and spontaneous weekends away. I dream of drives to country markets, of local produce and fresh air. I dream of nights at the opera and obscure amateur plays. I dream of lingering couch foot-rubs and trashy TV.I dream of dips in steaming hot springs and walks in the snow. I dream of swims in cold mountain lakes and warm oceans blue. I dream of late night noodle soups and evening wanders on the promenade under azure skies.
I dream of holding your smooth hand, watching fireworks light up the bay. I dream of candlelight singing and tree decorations. I dream of church time together and of tying Omikuji to shrine trees.
I dream of waking next to you, rays of sun light warming our bed. I dream of you placing an arm around me to draw me closer to you as we sleep. I dream of sleepy smiles, gentle kisses and wandering hands.
I dream of weekend mornings with quiet music, fresh coffee and homemade breakfasts eaten on a balcony table for two. I dream of Sunday afternoon glasses of wine and evening martinis. I dream of summer picnics and winter food-fests at home with friends.
I dream of shared works of art and purple feature walls painted by our own hands. I dream of searching stores for furnishings, of choosing things together that will make a house, our home. I dream of a clumsy puppy dog and a lazy cat.
I dream of you and I yearn.
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