May 4, 2010

Re-Writes..."A Vision"

"i had a vision of a girl today. i"ll recall the scene as best i can. the sky was dark and cloudy, completely colored with every shade of blue to gray to black. i could see lightning flash in the background. i was standing on the roof of a library. suddenly, a stairway descending from the heavens appeared with light at the bottom but hardly any at the top. i could hear footsteps coming from the clouds down the stairway. as the footsteps approached the roof, i could finally see the mysterious figure. she was about 5'10'', brown skin, like she was hispanic, long, straight brown hair with lighter brown highlights in the front, light brown eyes, beautiful face. she was wearing a tight chemise, just doing enough to conceal her voluptuous bosom, taut stomach, yet completely exposing her bronzed long legs. she looked like an angel. she reached for my hand and together we stepped to the edge of the roof. she commented on how the story of "romeo and juliet", though tragic, was very romantic. the idea of love being a powerful enough emotion to have, that death was the only option without it. i nodded in agreement, too amazed that someone that was this beautiful knew something about shakespeare. i knew i was in love then. she continued on, saying she wondered what it was like that much in love. i told her i'd never been in love before. that made her sad and she began to cry. i told her not to cry as i wiped the tears off her face. i held her close as we stood face to face, staring into each other's eyes. and as we kissed, i sensed a warm and completely peaceful ambience surrounding us. then suddenly, she broke away from me and jumped off the library. without hesitation i dove off after her, but i realized somewhere between the fifth and fourth floors she had disappeared. and as my body collided with the street below, i could feel my bones breaking, my insides bleeding, my life slipping away. i looked up with great difficulty, possibly because my neck was broken, to see her going back up the stairway, back to the heavens. she turned her face to me. first, i saw a tear, then nothing."

8-15-99...this was my first thought ever. i remember my mom laughing when i read it to her.

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