3.7.04

Dream a Dream of Sixpence, Pocket Full of Rye

I dreamt of Keira last night and she was beautiful. She had chubby angelic cheeks and ebony black curls that framed her piercing amber eyes. She had the eyes of a wolf. She was beautiful and it made me elated to see her. I wonder if mothers and babies share dreams and if so was she there with me, in the dream, looking up at me. Did she see the face that was at the same time, so much a part of her and unviewable. Was she as elated as I was?

No comments: