White Day

Monday morning, a bright white day. Tall pine trees, blue skies. I saw him approaching all distressed, I don't know what he'll say. Mixed feelings over whelmed me. We stood, passionately hugging and sharing a kiss. Looking deeply into his rich brown eyes; With each inhale I took in his sweet natural scent. All around me felt heated, like 800 degrees. Falling together on the ground all tangled up. A perfectly smooth rock thrust against his gelled hair, Cherry colored liquid filled my hand; His once creamy colored skin turning slowly white. He could have never love me how much he loves her. The rush felt so real; Little did I know, it was just a dream.