Saturday, September 25, 2004

Blue light in the night

Two nights ago I had a dream about a boy I knew long, long ago. A boy who loved me while I loved him not. A boy who bore my great weight like a hero, one waiting to slay the dragon in the end.
In the dream I wore purple. He wove bracelets in his childhood bedroom of gold, silver and copper. Three and I knew they were for me. Later we rode in the back of my father's pickup down cobblestones and caught a glimpse of a lion strolling down a sidestreet - no one else saw but us. Now I find myself wondering if that boy ever wakes on a Friday morning to a fat baby in his bed and wonders where I am. I know he now has babies of his own. I hope his are as fat as mine, and that their presence conjures dreams of slain dragons and lions passing in the night.

1 Comments:

Blogger Charr Crail said...

You are such a charmingly romantic mother!

11:25 PM  

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