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dream

She awakes.

The first thing she remembers is being loved. She frantically grasps at the vanishing trails of that vivid feeling to no avail. Fragments of memories swirl around between her eyes, taunting, begging to be remembered. She shuts out the world and falls asleep again in hopes of reuniting with that feeling. She knows it only belongs in the sandman’s domain.

She is the sun. The sun is tired and slowly giving up her right to rule the skies. Like a Machiavellian lover, she now turns her attention to the other hemisphere. In a perceptible instance, she is loved again. She is not alone here but she fears the time she will have to leave this place.

She is the earth. She is enveloped in infinite thoughts, emotions, judgement, ideas, like an unending gust of wind that begins and ends at the same place. Every observation conflates into an unnecessary thought. That she is loved.

She awakes. She turns her head and sees him by her side, sleeping gently, lying in her shade. Affection displaces fear. She smiles as she remembers. She is the sun. And he is her shadow.

~ sean j