Deleted Member Posted June 3, 2022 Posted June 3, 2022 SOULS IN TIME The water is bitterly cold. Sheets of ice pass by hitting the bow with a dull Thud…Thud. I watch them as they bounce off the wood and drift away to the side… it is late, nearly midnight. Hopping up just a little I throw my leg over the rail. Thud Thud…more ice. The midnight watchman will be called on deck soon …my other leg swings over. Sitting on the edge of the rail I watch the icy waters below. Thud…Thud. My note will be found in the morning though I don’t expect them to understand. The English is true enough but the meaning will escape them completely Thud…Thud. I have become the thing I have loved and adored so greatly throughout my life, throughout all of my lives. The perfect romantic tragedy. I have become those beloved characters in the poems and novels and songs that I have spent many an hour wishing that I could love so greatly as they did. Thud...Thud. To join the men and women who I greatly admired is truly an honor to me. No they would not understand, they see me as a silly girl drying my eyes from another silly love story. Thud…Thud. It does not matter to me what they think, not anymore. The bell sounds, a call for the midnight watch. My hands tighten on the rail as I start to lift myself up. I will fall, be pulled under the bow and maybe just maybe have a story of my own somewhere out there making some other silly girl dry her tear stained eyes. Exhaling my eyelids close and I push myself away from the rail…THUD.. THUD.. THUD. My body does not get pulled under but smacks the hull three times hard. The frigid waters grips me and squeezes the breath from my lungs. I can’t draw in air, I can’t move my limbs. My flesh feels as if it were a flam…fire burning… Focus… picture his face…his smile… his eyes burning into yours. Yes, yes the burning is starting to subside… warmth… breath. His arms lovingly wrapping around your body. Limbs relaxing, the sound of my heart beat slowing in my ears. Thud…Thud…Thud Warmth, comfort, I’m no longer in the arctic black void of death but in his warm embrace. This is a perfect death, perhaps the most perfect yet. I can feel my body floating as my lover carries me away, every limb so relaxed peaceful. Thud...Thud. It seems like so long since I drew my last breath, my eye lids so heavy…can’t open. I just see him, smiling.. his perfect smile.. Our souls will touch again my love as they have many times before. One last breath, three more words. “Forever my love” Thud…
Deleted Member Posted June 3, 2022 Author Posted June 3, 2022 I have always been inlove with the idea of soul mates. Of being born again and finding eachother all over again. There's a movie, What Dreams May Come with Robin Williams and to me it is the perfect love story. This story was of a girl who lost her soul mate in her time and had decided to depart the body and time she was in to come back in another form and another time to find him again as she has done many times before.
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