✶⊶⊷Sweet dreams⊶⊷✶
"A few days ago I had a dream. It was tender and warm, like those you just know won't become nightmares. It was cute; you were in it."
I remember the dazzling green of the mountain, the bird's tweeting above the trees and the dry scrunch of the dirt below our feet. You were so insisting on bringing me with you that day, and I would follow you to the e d of the earth without even saying. We reached the top a little later: it was a wide flattened space amongst the clouds, bathed by the last rays of the afternoon Sun. The purple and red sky, stained by shredded crimson clouds, made me think of you. I would have told you regardless of your playful yucks about my "disgustingly corny" declarations, but before having the chance to say a word, you asked me to marry you.
In one of those transitions you only see in movies -and dreams-, I found myself on the same flattened top of the mountain, dressed up in white from head to toe. And just like the lyrics of a song that had started to play discreetly in my mind, 'surrounded by our family and our friends'. You gazed upon me with those eyes of yours that so many emotions had ignited within me, and you were smiling, like those scarse times. 'If there ever was a time for a perfect kiss, this is it.'
"I dreamt of you a few days ago", I told you. But you never asked what was about.
—Powershipping












