Tonight, and every night...

Must I remind you? - You followed me on more than one occasion, I remember, you walked away from him and came to me. I will search the world each dream filled night and lay claim on your soul until you have come to your senses and see that I hold that one thing that even in daylight you recognise as missing... 1

So tonight, tonight I will walk amongst the hooded creatures of a dream existence but I will not stop for Amnon as once you had planned to do. I shall find some way more devious and permanent in which to draw you from that new world of yours.2

Perhaps I should whisper your name every night in my sleep until you hear me. Do you hear me? – I would do so until I become a longing that although not always remembered will never quite be forgotten. I will make your name an incantation until you sense me in the things around you. All that is separate and strange will become hauntingly familiar, filling you with an aching need to be in some other place, in a world that is not now your own, amongst another people – but by my side.3

I am here yet feel you moving about the world without me. What is it, what could have so powerful a hold over your heart to keep it so tightly bound: revenge - or mistaken morality? Escape, escape and come to me. Time is of no consequence: make it a day, a week or an hour or, make it an eternity…4

Do I not touch your heart and mind? Have I not looked deeply enough into your eyes and seen your soul? Did I not listen closely enough to the beating of your heart? If so, forgive me: I did not mean to be so inattentive – how could I then have known what lay beneath the curse of your absence?5

Can you not hear me breathe, tell me? We wake and sleep and dream and wait and still there is no hint of your return. I shall not make longing a long time companion of mine. I shall wed him to you and be dammed if I must; but first I will trust, for I know that you will come when you can and you will not forget me. There may be no place, no space, no time for this presently but I know that the universe conspires to give us what we want…so be careful, be careful what you wish for.6

We are here my love, come to me.7

Author notes

This is the third part in a sequence of three. See if you can make some sense of it. This story has not yet been told.

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  • Tiger-Lily
    July 20, 2008

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    Wow. very generic and hyphothetic, however, I loved the flow of words. Drew me in from start to end. I've yet to read the earlier parts, but they seem superb.

    -HT


  • Patchwork Comedy
    July 20, 2008

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    Wow.... This sounds like a soliloquoy or whatever the spelling is.... I could see this in a shakespearian play and i love the layout... over all very very good