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An Epic Love Letter
I was dreaming last night of leaving on an incredible journey. It started in a place where the trees grow tall and the grasslands are a rich dark green and the flowers bloom in millions of colors and shapes and sizes. Yet, despite the wondrous landscape surrounding me, this dream was not about the beauty of nature, but instead about a journey. My heart was doing the traveling, setting out on a journey across the earth as my body lay sleeping in a small bed, far away from the woman that I love. The place of my destination was so many miles away and the trip would take what seemed like an eternity plus a thousand years. Yet sleep has a way of giving the hands of time a peaceful rest. Distance is the enemy of those of us who let their hearts fly free to journey amongst the nighttime clouds, making special visits to those close to us. Many times while awake, I have felt my soul struggle to break free from my body, to reach out to you when I am unable to be with you. Sometimes I cannot but wonder what things are about to happen to me whenever I start having the dream. It’s the same one that I’ve had before, and only when I’m away.
I am not afraid, for I now know that I will be sending a part of my essence skyward to reach out to you my darling. Sometimes it is my heart, while other times it is my eyes, which yearn to look upon your beautiful face and drink in everything about you. Other times it is my ears, which simply are dazzled by the sweet tender melodies which spring forth from your mouth in words and song. My soul often reaches out, simply to envelop your aura, to shield it from any danger and to draw energy from its powerful cloud.
Last night my heart won out, for it needed to be with you the most and although others wished to fly, they gently yielded to its pleas. The dream took me over places which I have never seen before, as the miles apart from you were more than I can remember in so long of a time. Long arduous hours, held at bay by the slumbering hands of time, were spent teleporting my love for you across the nation, one fragment at a time, until nearly the night was nearly at an end. Perhaps you felt me when you awoke, for it took all night, but at last my heart was finished with its long trip and rested safely next to you in our bed. I was that gentle breeze which caressed your soft skin when you first opened your eyes to meet the morning sunlight streaming through the window. It was my essence which made your lips tingle when you rolled over to look at the place where I usually lay.
The wave of warmth that kept you comfortable when your blanket slipped from your arms, that too was my doing. Unbeknownst to you, but you shall forever carry a reminder of the journeys that I make during the time when we must spend apart from one another. An imprint on your very soul, one of passion and warmth, one of tenderness and honor, that resonates and radiates, but never tires nor ever leaves. My love will always be with you, always vigilant and ready to keep you safe in its comforting arms. Tonight before you retire, give yourself a waking moment and close your eyes. Focus on but a single thought of me and drift off in slumber. Whisper a song, let the sounds fill your heart until it is overflowing and I shall be there to fill my cup and drink from it until I cannot hold any more. Sleep, for I shall be there soon so that we may rest together tonight and every night henceforth