To find your muse, you must look within yourself.
Let’s first be bound together, tight and secure.
Let’s look into each other’s eyes and know that this is what it should be, this is where we are supposed to be.
Let’s seek that comfort of feeling protected in each other’s arms.
Let’s kiss like it is our last.
Let’s smile for what was and what will be.
Let’s smile in anticipation of more.
Let’s feel the butterflies grow greater in number, the ones we give each other along with the new ones that are birthed in excitement of our leap of faith.
Let’s hope that the chord that binds us together can handle our two fiery souls in union.
Let’s hold our hands and make the jump, one more reluctant than the other. We are in it together.
Let’s jump knowing we either live alive or die alive.
Let’s be the moment.
Let’s feel the turbulence in air around us.
Let’s first fear for our safety.
Let’s close our eyes for a moment and then, let it all sink in.
Let’s allow the air to surround us.
Let’s be pulled apart for a moment.
Let’s then open our eyes and embrace it all.
Let’s lose our inhibitions and scream in the thrill.
Let’s feel the rush of the air, and the pull towards each other.
Let’s see the ground accelerating towards us.
Let’s almost hit bottom.
Let’s then bounce back to the world as it is, and then, repeat.
In a dim-lit room, lay a maiden asleep,
her legs drawn to her chest with a pillow between;
a gentle light reveals thought on her face;
Irregular breathing; must be a dream.
Her dreams are a thing of enchantment; she waits for them all day;
Her dreams are always an escapade, each one better than the other;
Her dreams are oft fantastic, breathtaking and unbelievable;
Her dreams destroy the line between real and illusion.
But then, there are those dreams that can only be dreams;
And then there are those that echo her deepest fears;
And those that show her truth, however bitter;
And those that are better off being just dreams.
She dreamt of the Halley’s Comet once and flesh-eating dinosaurs;
She dreamt of betrayal and of being trapped;
She dreamt of bliss; in bright colors;
She dreamt of problems and unearthed solutions.
Each dream, she thought, made her live a little more;
Each dream, she thought, was a parallel world;
Each dream, she thought, was a journey;
Each dream, she thought, was real in this illusive world.