Dreams...
I had another dream. This one was hard to place though.
I woke in a meadow. It was an autumn afternoon, and leaves covered the ground. The soft song of birds filled the air as they glided, dived, and played - making the most of the afternoon. I laughed as I watched them take turns being “it” in their own version of tag. I sat leaned back on my arms for a long time. I would close my eyes and just let the rustle of the leaves and intoxicating sents or wild flowers fill my senses. Finally, I stood to survey my surroundings. It was then that I saw someone sleeping in the grass a few yards off. I walked over to see who it was that was sharing this wonderful meadow with me. As I got closer, I recognized the sleeper as a nude female. I stopped in my tracks and turned my back. I wanted to meet this person, but I didn’t want to startle them, not to mention their nakedness was making me uncomfortable. So, I yelled over my shoulder hoping to rouse whoever it was. There was no response. I tried several minutes to wake the person, before finally resolving to walk the over to her. I unbuttoned my shirt and took it off, then turned and headed toward her shirt in hand. I knelt over her and covered her body with the shirt. She was so beautiful…her skin was pale and warm looking. She had silky chestnut hair that had been neatly braided. Her lips were full and a soft pink. I started to reach out to brush a stray hair from her cheek, but decided that it would be inappropriate to touch her. So instead, I placed my hand on her shoulder, which was partially covered and nudged her gently. I whispered softly..”Miss…Miss…wake up Miss”…
I woke up at that point. The rest of the dreams came in pieces. The rest of the night I didn’t have another long stream like this one. The following chunks are all independent little dreams.
The beautiful woman from the meadow and I sat on the back of a great white war horse. I wore armor, and her arms were wrapped tightly about my waist. My sword was drawn. Before us lay a great open field with countless bodies…
I lay in a bed, the chestnut haired beauty is next to me, her head on my shoulder. She is wearing a beautiful, but simple white dress. There doesn’t seem to be anything sexual about the situation, but I keep staring at a pendent that hangs at the top of her breasts. I’m transfixed.
I’m in a forest…my wings are back. The beauty is cradled in my arms. She sighs happily…
So that is it. None of the chunks have anything in common except my mystery woman.
I woke in a meadow. It was an autumn afternoon, and leaves covered the ground. The soft song of birds filled the air as they glided, dived, and played - making the most of the afternoon. I laughed as I watched them take turns being “it” in their own version of tag. I sat leaned back on my arms for a long time. I would close my eyes and just let the rustle of the leaves and intoxicating sents or wild flowers fill my senses. Finally, I stood to survey my surroundings. It was then that I saw someone sleeping in the grass a few yards off. I walked over to see who it was that was sharing this wonderful meadow with me. As I got closer, I recognized the sleeper as a nude female. I stopped in my tracks and turned my back. I wanted to meet this person, but I didn’t want to startle them, not to mention their nakedness was making me uncomfortable. So, I yelled over my shoulder hoping to rouse whoever it was. There was no response. I tried several minutes to wake the person, before finally resolving to walk the over to her. I unbuttoned my shirt and took it off, then turned and headed toward her shirt in hand. I knelt over her and covered her body with the shirt. She was so beautiful…her skin was pale and warm looking. She had silky chestnut hair that had been neatly braided. Her lips were full and a soft pink. I started to reach out to brush a stray hair from her cheek, but decided that it would be inappropriate to touch her. So instead, I placed my hand on her shoulder, which was partially covered and nudged her gently. I whispered softly..”Miss…Miss…wake up Miss”…
I woke up at that point. The rest of the dreams came in pieces. The rest of the night I didn’t have another long stream like this one. The following chunks are all independent little dreams.
The beautiful woman from the meadow and I sat on the back of a great white war horse. I wore armor, and her arms were wrapped tightly about my waist. My sword was drawn. Before us lay a great open field with countless bodies…
I lay in a bed, the chestnut haired beauty is next to me, her head on my shoulder. She is wearing a beautiful, but simple white dress. There doesn’t seem to be anything sexual about the situation, but I keep staring at a pendent that hangs at the top of her breasts. I’m transfixed.
I’m in a forest…my wings are back. The beauty is cradled in my arms. She sighs happily…
So that is it. None of the chunks have anything in common except my mystery woman.