The Angel of My Dreams

	The moon made her eyes into stars, and her skin
into the palest of ivory. The feathers of her wings
shimmered in the light, making it look like there was an
aura of light around her.
	She spread her wings, as if for the first time.
Stretching the muscles as far as they would go, and then
contracting them again.
	For what must have been the hundredth time that
day, he popped into her head. His hair slicked back, his
piercing gray eyes, reaching into the depths of her soul.
Why she loved him, she didn’t quite know, nor did she
care. It was enough for her, just to have a love, any
love.
	A small breeze came by, blowing the hair from her
face, and turning her cheeks a rosy red. She leaped as
high as she could go, and caught the slight gust, soaring
into the night sky.
	It didn’t take her long to reach his house. She
was invisible to everyone, except for herself. To every
one else, she was merely another gust of wind.
	As she entered the room, he looked almost right at
her, those eyes making her throat catch.
	"My love if only you would speak to me." He spoke
to himself.
	Had he known she was listening? Or was it only
chance that he had looked straight at her, with those all
knowing eyes of his? She didn’t know. Oh how she longed to
cry out to him, and tell him how much she loved him. 
	‘Even if I did, he wouldn’t hear me’ She reminded 
herself. She was overtaken with loneliness, at her lack to 
communicate, being so close to the one she loved, and her
not even knowing she was there.
	"Yes you, with eyes of lavender, and skin of
white." He whispered into the air.
	Her breath caught again, and this time it was with
pure amazement. How did he know what I look like? Can he
truly see me?
	"My love, if only you could truly see me." She
said,expecting only wind to respond.
	"So, the angel of my dreams speaks?" He came over
and kissed her lightly, barley touching his lips to hers.
She could do nothing more than stand there, and look deeply
into his eyes.
	Again his lips brushed her’s, but this time, the
kiss deepened, and he hugged her body to his. "For so
long you have come to see me, and I thought you were only
my imagination."

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