It Was You

It was you

Last night I dreamt of you

My mind reached out to touch you

My eyes were full of you and only you

I was smiling and I was happy

Blissfully happy

 

It felt surreal and beautiful and wonderful

My nose was filled with your scent

My arms were full of your body

Our spirits were as one

It was perfect

 

Finally

you were there

you were there with me

and I was with you

 

But something changed

my consciousness changed

I became aware of a stark reality

 

I was dead

I had died in my sleep while dreaming of you

 

Was this to be my eternity?

Would this feeling be my Heaven?

I wept with joy at the thought

 

You had consumed my consciousness in the living world

and now you would be my consciousness in the after world

I was content

 

But it was not to be

I felt a strange tug at my arm and heard a voice in my head

“Are you okay, are you okay?”

“What happened?  Oh my god!! Are you okay?”

 

My eyes opened to panic stricken faces

 

I had fainted and fallen in a heap on the floor

incoherent on the cold tile

was it a dream or had I actually passed away

if only for a brief moment

I believe I had

and in that moment

my soul was grasping for something precious

for something perfect

it was grasping for you

it was you

 

Your Scent

neck

Lasting memories are created in many ways
events both large and small
seemingly insignificant moments
and moments that stand out

Our senses record these moments

Touch
Sight
Taste
Hearing
Smell

All are paths to lasting impressions in our mind

Of these, it is said
Scent is the most powerful
the one that leaves an indelible mark

Your mother baking bread
your father’s aftershave
the smell of a baseball glove
the time you puked pickled Jalapeno peppers, peanuts and whiskey
(Wait, that one might just be me)

The point is,
the sense of smell creates deep
and lasting memories

So my dear
if all we ever have together
is a hug
a single solitary hug
for the rest of our lives

Allow me a moment to lose myself
in your neck
to take in your scent

The natural scent of your skin
of your hair
the soap you used that morning
the combination of everything
coming together to create
Your Scent
And my memory of You