An endless expanse of water under a slightly clouded blue sky
Cold concrete(?) under the ankle-deep water
I've had this dream so many times that this place has become my haven.
Nothing changes here.
Nothing except the clouds.
The water barely makes it up to my ankles...
Though it's never cold.
Unchanging.
The only thing that never does.
Except for this time, she's there.
That pale-skinned girl with a pale blue sundress, Staring off into the distance
Her silver locks flow in a non-existent wind.
Her ankles sink into the shallow water, causing ripples to echo around her.
The water is still, reflecting the slightly-clouded sky.
The world is silent.
Waiting,
Quiet,
Sometimes, the song of birds echoes in the winds.
Sometimes, the pale girl hums a familiar tune.
I can't move, but whenever she sings,
I want to reach out to her.
Her voice captivates me.
Her voice drags me in.
I want to know what she is.
In her presence, I am calm.
Her gaze is soft, gentle, and warm
.She never talks, but she listens.
Her smile is small, fragile, and calm.
A smile that I want to bask in.
A smile that I feel safe in.
She is gorgeous.
She is absolutely beautiful.
Her singing voice is beautiful.
Full, gentle, and warm
Sometimes, she reaches out to me.
She holds my hand.
It's cold.
I never hear her voice unless she sings.
I feel safe in her presence.
And yet...Her body is cool to the touch,
just barely warmer than the water around us.
Who is she, I wonder...?
And why do I feel safe with her?
Why does she reach out to me?
And why can't I reach her?
