By Snow (snow_leopard99@hotmail.com)
Date: 29 December 1998

Dreams Never To Be Lived

I wish that I could hold you.

I saw you in a dream last night.  We were at a party and the
music was bumpin.  I saw you dancing out on the floor.  Your
grace kept my eyes transfixed.  The floor belonged only to 
you.  Then the music faded, and the floor began to clear.  I
watched you walk over and sit down next to me.  
  
  "I wish you could dance with me, I hate you having to watch
me have a good time."  I looked into her eyes.  As clear and 
divine as heaven.  She idlely brushed a stray hair out of her 
face.  I reached out and touched that black strand.  Batting at 
it like a cat.  "Stop that," you smile and playfully slap my 
hand.  

  "I love you, you know." I say looking at her.  Her narrow face
lights up as I say those words.  
  "I know." Her smile, so beautiful.  The music picks up again.
"Come on, dance with me, just this one time, P...L...E...A...S...E"
She gives me that face.  The sad, pouty, puppy dog face. 
  "Alllllright."  I slowly get up, you constantly tugg at my hand.
  "Come on....The song will be over before we get on the floor"
  Her face is alive.  We get out on the floor, and the music picks 
up.  I try several times to dance, each time to be interupted by
your laughter.  "Are you having fun?"  I ask with mock anger "I
Don't dance that bad."  
  "Ish alright, I still love you, whether you can dance or not."  I 
see the tears in your eyes from laughing at me.  I hear the music 
slow down.  Everyone around us get closer, and I feel you drape your 
arms around my neck.  I pull you close and whisper in your ear.
  "Now I can slow dance."  I put my arm around her waist and start 
to dance.  She softly sings the song, barely a whisper.
  I blink.  The room changed.  The music ended.  I then held you at 
arms length.  The full moon reflected off your eyes.  Stars 
surround us.  Clouds, much like the one we stand on, float around.
A soft, cool wind blows.  Your hair flys around.  You casually brush
the strands away.   I look at you.  The moon and the stars outline 
you with their light.  You shine with a heavenly irridescense.  You're
so beautiful.  I whisper to you.  You smile.  You whisper back.  
I look in your eyes, then awake to the blackness of my room.

I wish I could hold you, as I did in the dream.  I cannot though.
I cannot hold you, and show you what I feel, or show you my love.
For you are only in my dreams.  Never to be dreamed again.
       
                   Lost forever.