My Highland Destiny
He comes in the night when sleep plays upon the mind, this man only I can sense for he is only in my heart. Yet he holds me closer than any who have actually held me does. He knows my secret inner thoughts, my thoughts of him. The thoughts that I have hidden from a world in the deepest creases of my mind. He is there, even before I ask, for he is my destiny.
Through dreams, he is both lover and friend and yet when I awaken, I know sadly that he will be gone. Therefore, I long to keep my mind asleep so that he will tarry, for he is what my heart desires and who am I to deny my heart. Only him; no one else will ever fulfill the need as he has.
My soul cries out for him when morning comes and when night falls, I anticipate the dance that our bodies will do together. As I give in and yield to his touch, my soul yearns for him even more. He is forever with me; never so far away, that I cannot feel him, want him, need him. He is the beat of my heart, the burning of my soul, and the passion of my body. He is destiny, thrown somewhere out there in the spaces of time.
Therefore, I know I will never be free. You may ask “But who is this man, this destiny you so desire?” and I would have to answer – I do not know his face for I have never seen it, nor his name for he never speaks it but I know him through my heart. Therefore, I wait through the pages of time for my true destiny. My Highland Destiny.