A.J.

lucid dreams (prologue)

Run
I thought to myself
as I struggled gain control of the Yards of lace and silk
that made up the 1800 style nightgown I was wearing run faster
I had to make it through the woods ahead of me

my feet sank into wet mud
no God please I pleaded
the ground under me started to harden with each step thank you I thought
even as the branches hit my face my arms & my torso.
I had to keep the fabric to my dress close to me
the memories of last time flooded my head hot tears burned my eyes I'm sorry I mouthed my dress got caught I tried to stop it from happening. I was breathless but that didn't stop me. My feet felt light as air moving over the grassy ditch my hand touched the rail as headlights came into view the red 2-door sports car was already speeding the driver who was AJs best friend or maybe her brother I was never very clear on that fact I shook my head none of that matters now. I had made it the words rung out like trumpets in my head
I tried to go under the rail thud
I hit a invisible wall
ouch

I looked up as the car sped past me

she saw me

No! My heart echoed out

suddenly
I was sitting
in the middle of the back seat staring at her 9

she has a breath taking beauty with long thick eye lashes that turned up slightly at the end. She had eyes the color of misty fog but as our creator knew his child would be one of few words. he allowed her eyes to say everything she never needed to. They were ever changing with her moods Emerald green meant to stay out of her way baby blue meant to not to leave her side and brown with its rich Chestnut Hue. yes brown meant it was about to go down they were set deeper then most but wouldn't be considered deepset eyes. They were almond shaped.
Her face was long screeching the bridge to her nose down the middle ending in a soft ball she had full lips her chin came to a perfect point. She stood gracefully at 5'9 and a half she would always say mocking me. Her breast were small perky they stood at attention dressed or not. The two perfect as she would sleep on her back the monds of olive flesh with its warm rich burgangdy blush under tones appeared to be carefully dipped in milk chocolate. They were beautiful small and beautiful. Like me I would think. Her hands were not small at all in comparison to mine. Long beautiful piano hands with beautiful long fingers the pad of each slightly wider at the finger pads. Her feet matched with each second toe slightly longer then it's four other counter parts. Her head was anointed with a thick crown of beautiful moca brown curls each hung long the spiral stretched out by two life's Grand standing miracles called growth and gravity. She had one lone freckle that took up residence on the smooth skin covering the third rib down her right side.

Her hips thighs and ass all just seemed to come out of no where compared to her top half and god knows I loved it every unexpected curve.

she had the face of an angel and the body of a goddess that's just me being modest.

none of that could ever compare to the feeling I get when I look into her eyes and find I my soul's divine divide of duality dissipated. I walked into wooded sweet wild flower field my nose filled with her great aunts apple pie mouth watering from the buttery flakey crust fulling fresh from her own tree and cinnamon white and brown sugar and a hit of sweet lemon that somehow seemed to leave the rest of the tear jerking flavors lingering in your mouth long after the last bite was gone.

These were the memories we shared. The things moments stone heavy and grounding my soul.

A.J. had the soul that when it was created even the angels envied it's beauty.

That soul was why I was here.

The rest of her beautiful bonus for being so nice I'd always think