Daydreamer

He was pale in the moonlight. Almost deathly pale. Yet he looked so beautiful; his eyes half-closed as the cool forest wind tousled his wavy russet hair. He was a fairytale character come true. My breath caught in my throat as he gently opened his eyes and fixed his green gaze into mine. His cupid's bow lips curved into a mischievous smile and started to move closer to me. My heart beat frantically against my chest as he slowly closed the distance between us. I held my breath as I felt his warmth on my lips. My eyes slid closed he tilted my chin so his mouth met mine. He then suddenly-

Damn it.

Another dream.