6AM in Houston: The sun was probably preparing itself for it's daily grand entrance at the moment, and I, I was just trying to accommodate myself in bed and let my consciousness rest for a while. Long week... I had been all over the world, literally. You had been too, there on my mind, at all times. Well, most of the time. I skipped the nightly rituals of thinking, reminiscing, contemplating, and what ever else I do right before I go to sleep. One second I close my eyes and the next I see you. Laying there beside me. I rolled over to my side to observe you better. It was you and there you were... laying supine, with your eyes gently shut.... the epitome of serenity. Or perhaps, just serene to me. I looked at you and felt this urge to grab your hand and lock it between mines and intertwine my legs with yours. I wanted to bury my head in your neck, hear your heart beating, and just feel you breathing, but I didn't want to wake you. I laid there and just fantasized about you as I idolized you. I couldn't contain myself, I reached over and softly ran my fingers through your face... oh so gently, as if you were made out of porcelain and me out of steal. You opened your eyes and I could see the confusion in your face. "What are you doing Jennifer?". I didn't reply. I didn't know what I was doing. At the moment I didn't really want to do anything. I just yearned to see you with your eyes open. Eyes are the window to the soul they say.. and I wanted to see yours. You didn't say anything else, and neither did I. Perhaps you deciphered what was going on when you saw your reflection in my eyes, or could of been that you were trying to look at my soul too. I don't know. It doesn't matter. I like what I saw. As for you, it's safe to say you probably did too. You smiled... like no one has ever smiled before. It wasn't the type of smile you see painted on someones face when they hit the lotto, or when they get a promotion at work, or when they get the results of an exam they've spent weeks studying for. This was an indescribable smile. An extraterrestrial smile. I was the cause and the effect... the effect was a smile on my face. I grabbed you by the hand and pulled you out of bed. (We were in an amorphous and ethereal world. Another dimension. You felt so light. I obviously wouldn't be able to physically pull you out of bed.) I then lead us out the door of this room. Outside the door was a field. Just a leafy, flowery, field. It was the greenest shade of green I have ever seen. I started to run and motioned for you to follow me. You looked confused, irritated, and doubtful.. full of uncertainty, but you ran with me. I felt the wind caress my face as my hair just danced on its own. I'd look back every so often to make sure you were still there, keeping up with my pace, and you were there, always within sight. Every so often I'd slow down to grab both of your hands and pull you closer. Then I'd just keep running. Unaware of the desired destination, I ran. The field was misty and the terrain undeterminable. My being so effervescent just running in a lithe manner. Plastered smile in my face from ear to ear and although you weren't in whispering distance, I'd susurrate for you to trust me.. "Just trust me". After running a nebulous distance I stopped running. We were in the middle of a field of daisies. I tackled you to the floor. You murmured that I was crazy. I laughed out loud because I was and I am. As I laid there on top of you it didn't seem crazy. Love and insanity come hand in hand. Everyone needs a small amount of insanity in their life to remain sane. Unattached from the rest of the world, we were distracted with each others conversation. Time and location weren't figments of this alternate reality that I dreamed up. (Time and location have been unimportant in previous encounters.. for what ever reason. I like loosing track of time with you.) At that fictional moment in time, the past and the future were unimportant. Why try planning ahead or consider previous experiences? Why, when we have right now? Everything in the past has lead us here, and as for the future all that's needed is a mili second for a situation to take a 360 degree turn. Point is your presence clouds my senses and don't allow me to envision what tomorrow looks like. I could be optimistic, I could be pessimistic, or I could be realistic... but I'm none of those. I'd like to live only in the present and take it as it comes. That statement can be and is probably contradictory, taking in consideration that I obviously do take into account what I'd like and hope for in the future. All that said I'm left with a combination of an optimistic+realistic+pessimistic view of the future. I sound like Confucius and I hope you comprehend. It was a sad dream at the end. You were preparing to go in for the kill, i mean kiss, the kiss ..... and I awoke. Horrible, horrible, horrible. As for what the meaning to this, I HAVE NO IDEA. I will never try to consciously decipher what my subconscious tries to tell me or hint at me. Beautiful experience. I wish I could dream more often.... hugs and kisses.