Walking... The only sound.. My footsteps, echoed by the beating my my heart.
Deeply I breathe. The smell of earth.. Damp, wet leaves decomposing... Returning nourishment to the depleted soil..
The mists give way and the path is visible by the light of the moon. The twisted and gnarled trees becoming less dense, opening to a clearing.
I stop and listen... Nothing. There is no breeze whispering to me... All is still..
A feeling of emptiness...
Finding a place to sit, I open my satchel. Reaching in I seek the flask of whiskey only to find that I had forgotten it.
Leaning against a tree my mind wanders back to your eyes.. Many are the times I've stared into their depths, wondering what you're thinking.
Many are the things I see in them, there is an emotion there, but what emotion it is seems to evade me.
You have secrets and hidden doors, it would take many lifetimes to navigate.
Wrapping my cloak around my shoulders more snugly, I lift my head to watch the sky.
A single lonesome cloud passed over the moon..
Darkness...
A shiver as my flesh responds to the chill.
You're back... Or are you?
Leaving my head leaned back I close my eyes and wait..
I feel you again, but I do not move. My heart races and the blood pounds in my ears..
I wait... I wait...
Oh long are the moments, seconds turn to minutes, and minutes to hours... I drift off to sleep...
The back of your hand brushes my cheek, your eyes on my face..
Pain and concern maring the soft lines of your features.
A low growel, you pull your hand away as if the feel of my skin has burned you...
Waking with a start, a chill on my cheek. I look around.. I still feel you... I smell you, a dark smokey scent that is yours alone..
Why? Why do you always leave?
As the sun sets beyond the horizon, I prepare for my journey.. Not only in physical distance but also in mind and spirit.
You've walked into my life and try as I may, I cant avoid the inevitable. My world has become new, and I question all I once thought I had understood.
As I place my belongings into this satchel I think of you, for it is because of you that everything I thought I knew has become questionable.
As I walk out the door, I do not lock it. There's not here for me anymore.
Knowing that I must become one with myself, I seek to be secluded.
Treading through the mists laying heavily upon the path before me it reminds me that just because the eye cannot see, does not mean it is not there.
Among the twisted trees the wind whispers a language I can only dream to understand. Dark shadows moving, darting, eluding around every corner.
A twig snaps, the sound seemingly deafening in the silence, but I feel no fear. Why?
Why?
Again questions flood my mind. Where am I going? Who am I meant to be? Again, why?
Silencing my thoughts, I look around. My breath catches and my heart shudders to a stop. You're here. I feel you.. I feel you...
Searching the darkness, turning in circles... Your eyes!
They seem to glow against the darkness.
A chill of anticipation as you walk slowly and gracefully, your hand reaching for me... A touch... And then you're gone...
Was I dreaming? Were you there?
Again searching the darkness, there's no sign of you.
I sigh, why? Why do I see you when you're not here? How can I feel a hand that is not touching me?
Mysteries... Everywhere... Everywhere...
COMMENTS
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Rabynion
13:39 Nov 26 2012
Keep going. I want more.