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Semi-drabble - again
Jan. 16th, 2006 05:30 pmMore distraction! God I hate packing! :P
Title: In Dreams
Rating: PG
Summary: Glorfindel has a reason to smile.
In Dreams
They do not understand, perhaps they cannot understand. I hear the whispers and see the pitiful looks wherever I go, no matter how happy or sad I am.
"How lonely he must be," they say, or "maybe one day he will move on."
I cannot tell them that I am not alone, or that I have nothing to move on from. They would not believe me and would think me driven mad with grief.
But I know that it is no illusion, my heart is too content for that. I live my days in the sunlight you so loved, but I relish the nights the most. For I know that when I enter reverie you will be there, waiting for me.
You take me in your arms and though you are not flesh and blood you are still real, still mine. I had always believed there was more to love than just the physical, now I know it to be true.
We make love, spirits mingling in the ethereal light and after as we lay together, I tell you of my day, just as I always have, just as I always will.
When dawn comes we part, but not with sadness, for I know I will see you again when the sun sets. I awake with a smile and wet sheets, ready to face the day.
One day you will be returned to me in full, but until then I am content to find you in my dreams, and love you always, my beloved Ecthelion.
End
Title: In Dreams
Rating: PG
Summary: Glorfindel has a reason to smile.
In Dreams
They do not understand, perhaps they cannot understand. I hear the whispers and see the pitiful looks wherever I go, no matter how happy or sad I am.
"How lonely he must be," they say, or "maybe one day he will move on."
I cannot tell them that I am not alone, or that I have nothing to move on from. They would not believe me and would think me driven mad with grief.
But I know that it is no illusion, my heart is too content for that. I live my days in the sunlight you so loved, but I relish the nights the most. For I know that when I enter reverie you will be there, waiting for me.
You take me in your arms and though you are not flesh and blood you are still real, still mine. I had always believed there was more to love than just the physical, now I know it to be true.
We make love, spirits mingling in the ethereal light and after as we lay together, I tell you of my day, just as I always have, just as I always will.
When dawn comes we part, but not with sadness, for I know I will see you again when the sun sets. I awake with a smile and wet sheets, ready to face the day.
One day you will be returned to me in full, but until then I am content to find you in my dreams, and love you always, my beloved Ecthelion.
End
