The Unsent Message
Rough Draft:
                              
                             "Dream With Me"


She stood laughing
           Intoxicated
Born of pure tales and soft dreams

She stood laughing

Unbound with her feet in the light
Calm words on her tongue

Her breath
Warm, delightfully crisp
I should have
Right then . . .
          Intoxicated!

She stood laughing
         Radiating
Gestures speaking of freedom

She stood laughing

The doorway could not hold life at bay
Her simple thoughts danced
          Like fairies in the wind

Her mind
Courageous, boundlessly fierce
I should have
Right then . . .
          Radiating!

She stood laughing,
the wind touched her face
A moment . . .past,
          like light through her hair
A moment
and chance coward at my feet,
          laughing as my heart lay with chance!

Will you . . .
Would you gently
dream
with
me?

Silence spoke my words
As the fairies continued to dance

©2000 James Olmos