~*~quietsoul~*~ Dreaming 2

two shall be born...the whole wide world apart
and speak in different tongues...and have no thought
each, of the other's being...and no heed
and these same two
o'er unknown seas, for unknown lands, shall cross
escaping wreak, defying death
and all unconsciously
shape each act, and bend each wandering step
to this one end...
that one day, out of darkness
they must meet
and read Life's meaning in each other's eyes

and these same two
along some narrow way of Life shall walk
so nearly side by side
that should one turn, ever so little space
to left...or right
they needs must stand acknowledged, face to face

and yet...

with wistful eyes, that never meet
and groping hands that never clasp
with lips, calling in vain, to ears that never hear
they seek each other all their weary days
and die unsatisfied

...and this is Fate
(Author unknown)

Dreams
L@dy Unicorn

In my dreams I see the panther
Sleek, strong, sensual, powerful, fierce
Coming to me under the starred cloak of Lady Night
He takes me to places far from my darkness
Quiet meadow married to a moon-kissed lake
Where he heals my broken heart and shattered soul
Sharing his dreams with me

In my dreams I see the man
Loving, sensitive, gentle, loyal, protective
Possessing the soul of the panther
He holds me close, sharing the fire of Love
Sheltering my fragile spirit in his moon-blessed castle
He who holds the key that I never knew existed to my being
Sharing his dreams with me

In our dreams
A lady of unicorns
A lord of panthers
Two pieces of a dream
Once shattered, now complete
© 5/97

Cyber-romance
Moon Dre@mer

I touch the screen of my computer
And wonder how I lost my heart so easily
To a lover I've never met
But love more than I've ever dreamed possible.
He came to me one night that changed my life
Holding the key to my heart and soul
That I never thought to see this lifetime.
He seduced my mind, my heart, my spirit, my soul
With words that came from his inner universe;
A universe that calls to me to travel and explore.

I haven't heard his voice in my ear,
I haven't felt his touch on my skin,
I haven't seen him in person with my eyes...
And yet I swear I could hear his voice,
Feel his touch softly along my skin,
See him so clearly in my mind's eye and dreams.

His soul calls to mine and I cannot resist
The pleasure, the security, the feeling of home
He has opened the door and I welcome him inside
Where two pieces are now One again for eternity.
He is my soulmate, soul-friend, soul-lover soul-healer
As I am his soulmate, friend, lover and healer.
We complete each other.
© 5/97

The Spell Weaver
Lady Moondreams

You stand there,
your flowing purple robe
cascading around your body,
a tall hunter green cap
perched rakishly upon your head,
a lithe multicolored cat
winding lovingly around your feet.
In one powerful hand
is held lovingly a magic wand.
In the other gentle hand
you hold a delicate crystal...
which is my soul.

I stand here,
a silver-blue gown spun of dreams
caressing my skin softly,
an ice green moon-spun veil
runs like molten silk around my face,
a mystical pure white unicorn
stands faithfully beside me,
a sleek silver-kissed wolf
lies like a protective lover in front of me.
With worn, careful, giving hands
is held a rough fire opal...
which is my heart.

Warm lavender sands
cool aquamarine waves
soothing amethyst skies
making clouds blush pink
during a magical, mystical sunset
surrounds us, watching
as you cast your spell upon me

You have become the stream
~cool, musical, playful,
dancing, loving, determined~
that runs through the forest
~surreal, quiet, watchful,
protective, peaceful, deep~
which is my entire being
transformed.
© 10/22/97

Patchwork

My heart is much like that of a beloved patchwork quilt. A wonderful, warm and brilliant kalidescope of colors, secrets, love and essences. Pieces of friends, family, loved ones in exchange for pieces of me. Some are worn, well-used and comfortable, like a favorite pillow or a long-time and true friend. Others are faded, tattered and torn, like ripped jeans or shattered dreams. Still others are new, untried and bright, like an uncut gem or a new love. This patchwork heart is stitched together with threads of trust, honesty, respect, loyalty, and love, trimmed with friendship everlasting, tried and true blue. It is a reflection of those who have touched my life, to remember them eternally as we travel our paths in Life. Love earned, love given, love taken, love lost... All have a place in this patchwork heart that surrounds my soul, until the day one comes to take my heart and soul with gentleness and care... to tuck it lovingly inside his.
© 11/17/97

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