Its 4 o'clock in the afternoon on a warm summer day in the country. This all seems too familiar...I am walking in a hayfield with the beautiful girl that visits me when im deep asleep...the one with the caramel skin and fierce eyes. I can't help but fall in love with everything around me. To my left I see dragonflies speeding off through the thick air, effortlessly dodging wisps of dandelions as they speed off to war. To my right I see an abandoned watermill resting on a creekside; it is made of stone, with moss creeping through its pores.
This has to be too good to be true. Really.
As we walk side by side, she whispers something in spanish. Even though I don't understand it, it sounds so beautiful. She laughs, pinches me my arm and says just above a whisper, "Lets take the long way home." I simply smile and nod my head. The sky is turning a neon green, we have plenty of time before the sun goes down.
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