I've been told that everything's allowed in your
dreams... You can visualize yourself as the next mighty king, touch the
icy breeze on your neck in August, enjoy the arousing taste of chocolate in your mouth while dieting.... and most importantly, feel the flames of a burning kiss on your lips.
I went to bed last night, hugging my pillow tight... I wasn't really sleepy but it was cold outside. As usual I was lost with my thoughts, busy resisting sleep... Fortunately a thing I didn't know how to keep. As I closed my eyes surrendering to the night, I saw a
stranger standing in front of me. I can't remember how his eyes looked like, their shape nor their color... Yet I felt them crossing mine, felt them making love unwillingly. I felt his wide shoulders and his embrassing arms that made one feels secured in the middle of I dunno where! I felt his fingers in my hair and my fingers on his skin... Those fingers who felt his neck, sliding slowly down his chest to his stomach... I felt every contraction of his strong muscles and every beat of his heart. I can't remember his face but I remember his smile... That smile that sweeps away your fears and make you dream within your
dreams. I smelt his perfume in the air as I clinged to him... one I'll recognize among million of others even if it seems forgotten at the time being.
He tickled me as he passed his lips behind my ear, gently stopping at my shoulder.. then up to my neck again, stopping at my nose.... Then he looked in my eyes and made me realize how much I'm in love with him. Suddenly, an annoying beep separated us... He was still standing here in front of me, but somehow I couldn't catch his hand again. That beep became louder! What was that??? What is that??? Then it came to me that my alarm was on... It was time to wake up. But I can't! I'm sure I can sleep a bit more and make up some excuse to dream a bit more... Don't leave stranger, I'm still asleep!! See? He smiled to that idea, waving slowly goodbye... Become blurrier and blurrier, as I kept wondering why... I felt the vibrating mobile phone under my hand, that hand that was desperatly seeking to meet his again. It was another morning, I had to wake up... I sat in my bed and looked around me. Nothing but same old reality that took me away from my stranger. Stranger??? How did he look like? What was his name? I couldn't remember... All I could remember was the touch of his hand.... And that this was my most beautiful one night stand.
Oh stranger whom I love so much... we shall meet again someday... my love, as my heart screams... I'll be waiting for you... patiently... in my dreams.
( Monday, December 4, 2006- Lebanon)