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Fiona Dreams--Part 5 ( How I Unite With Fiona )

Short story By: nid

In heaven Fiona and me unite, when she leaves me at the end..I had become blind in the later stage of my life and when she parted with me, I had to destroy myself, to unite with her..

Submitted:Mar 26, 2011    Reads: 59    Comments: 3    Likes: 2   


It was a sad parting for a blind man. A soft kiss was all my angel could offer me. It was from her tender delicate lips, which was all steamy as a chocolate cake. I tried to fondle her after her kiss, to hold her back by my powerful embrace. However, she moved back and turned to leave. I now stand in the beach hearing the joyous sound of the waves, as it rushes to the shore. The calm sea, the white clouds that I could not see, the cold rain and the strong wind, could not grab my attention at that very moment. Nothing had the power to attract me than my beautiful angel. Her blue hazel eyes, which I could only touch and not see, had the power to seduce me. Her gorgeous face had aroused me. Her kissable mouth had choked me. Those erotic feelings I had for her ears had sent aching pain through my heart. Now I could never make love to her. The time has gone. She would never be back. The love-birds have been separated and my yearning remains. My passion and affection have become, out of sorts. I wanted to give up my life now and if there is another world, my angel and me would go there and unite. We would certainly be happy there. I am now going to drown in the sea. I have realized the magic of love. It never dies. My love would certainly stand the test of time. Death would pacify my heart-broken life. I know that my love would grow strong only when I die. Love never dies a natural death, my friend. It dies because we people don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness, errors, and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds, of weariness, of withering and of tarnishing. I feel that my love is never lost, even now. If not reciprocated, it will flow back, soften, and purify the heart. Keep in mind lover, that the bravest thing men could do is to love women.

The day will come when she too would yearn for me in her heart. She too would feel the same pain I felt. She would be in my arms, some day. There is nothing impossible in love.

The time has come for me to leave the earth, my dear friend. Darkness surrounds me. I can see nothing but darkness, but I think I could see a glare in the distance. A white bright light is hitting me. I see her-my lover-my Fiona and she is calling me to come to her, from a distance. I keep rushing to her, while I swim. I try to breathe now, which I could not. Nevertheless, in a few minutes, I open my eyes and I feel that I am in heaven.

I could see the glorious Fiona dressed in white, in the bright lights. I rush to her madly and we unite...





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