Her kisses were soft and sweet as they rained down all over my body. She was so small, fragile, yet with the strength and fierceness of a lions strike. Her hands flutters on my like little butterflies walking over my chest, playing games with one another. Her lips were full, her body was shaking, and we slowly made love in the forest. It was magical as I slid myself slowly in and out of her body, aching from pleasure. She moaned and pulled me closer.
But yet, I had no knowing of her. Her name, her family. Nothing. Her face was burred so all I saw were those beautiful, wild blonde curls falling around her angelic face. An angelic face I couldn't see. Not even her eyes which somehow I knew were an electric green so bright and dazzling they were blinding. Something about this girl made me weak.
"Who are you?" I asked, stroking her cheek with my thumb.
"I am but a dream." She replied, her silky voice muisc to my ears. "I am what you make me, Nathan."
"Then why can't I see you rface or know your name?"
She smiled, even though I couldn't see it, I knew it was just as dazzling as her eyes must be. "You will one day. But for now you must wake. I promise I'll be back." She started to fade.
"Wait! When will I see you in reality!?"
"Soon, dear one. Soon." She kissed my nose anddisapeared. The scene of the forest around me started to disapear with her. The little river that flowed near by drained up. the fish flopped in the dying sun, straining for H2O. Her face still burned in my mind when I closed my eyes. She was the last thing I saw...