200~ A Kaleidoscope Special

Well, this is my 200th post…so I thought I’d make it special. I went to sleep with this little “story” in my head. Enjoy 🙂

“In the Veil of Night”

I sit curled upon my sofa…in my sweetly homey place. It is late. Too late to be up. The midnight moon kisses my chin and shoulders through the window. The  silhouette of my curves look like waves of rippled heat on asphalt. The light catches the glimmer of a tear streaming toward the slight dimple near my mouth…and I exhale. In one sleight of my hand, I remove the tear’s trace and lightly station my hair off of my face and shoulder. I sigh…audibly. I heave barely…another tear is set free. Eyes glassy with emotion…I see a form nearing in the mirror of the window. I turn to see him making his way to me. He perches beside me…my love…us a set of matched hearts. He places his warm hand on the back of my neck and caresses softly.

“What is wrong, baby? I thought you’d gone to the bathroom and you’re down here…crying.”
I look at him and smile…the darkness steals his vision and behind my hair and this veil of night…he cannot see my happiness.
“Nothing is wrong, honey…everything is right.”
I lay on his chest and allow myself to fall back into him. In my head it feels like splashing backwards into a pool of cool water…except it’s a mass of warm man. He pulls me closer…kisses the top of my head and asks, “Then why are you crying?”
“I’m thinking of all the times as a little girl where I dreamed of love. When I played house and was the mommy or a wife…with no one to play husband. I remember pretending to hop onto the back of a stallion with a knight holding golden reigns and my hair…my towel hair…flowing in the winds.”
He laughed a little and we both vibrated from his chuckle. “…okay, then?”

“I thought of the many cakes I made in my play oven and stacked to be a wedding cake…only for my little brother to knock them down and eat everything including the crumbs. I remember saving for a Ken doll to be my Barbie’s husband. Baby, I remember all of the romantic shit I dreamed of and made up and I started crying…”

He sighed a little. I could feel him tailoring his words to fit my fragility. “So, baby…tell me what’s wrong. Tell me…are you hurt because those things never came true?”

Again…my smile got swallowed by the darkness..,

“Nope. I sat here and cried thinking…wow…you could’ve NEVER dreamed THIS up. All my dreams of love never had you in it. They were silly and small. They didn’t even BEGIN to show me what my heart would grow to be. I cried thinking…thank GOD that God’s plan for us was bigger than my dreams of love.”

He held me tighter and said, “Wow. That blows my mind.”

I heard him sniffle…

I reached up and grazed his face softly with the back of my hand. His tears glistened on my hand in the dark light. I turned and hugged him and we kissed a love bird’s kiss. With that…the veil of night was lifted and love filled the space between us. That early morning talk showed me what happens when a little girl grows up and becomes a woman in love…especially, with a man who is more than the dream and better than the fairy tales.

::the enchanted end::

~I love you…to the one that will be when the time is right~

~To my muses: Joy & Dai. My two Cancer sisters. One in the new dew of love…the other a merrily married lady I adore, who knows what it’s like to cry tears of epiphany. You both inspired this along with my own hope for new love 🙂 Love you both.

~Thanks to all the “scopers” on the Kaleidoscope for being a loyal audience 200 in. Let’s see how long it takes me to reach the 300 mark 🙂