Dream a Dream of Love
May 26th, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram
As the waves sweep towards these rocks where he stands, he dreams.
He is holding his beloved in his arms, she of the gossamer hair and glimmering eyes, of the breath sweet as wildflowers, she of the voice like the sighing sea-breeze, of the laughter that broke upon his heart, like the waves breaking upon these rocks.
He dreams she loved him and he loved her back, but in time, his heart turned hard.
When he left, she walked into the sea.
Dreaming, he mourns, as the water surges around him.
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With thanks to our beloved Fairy Blog-Mother, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, for hosting Friday Fictioneers, and for today’s beautiful photo-prompt.