Dreams of an Angel by ChristineOperaAngel
As I lie in my bed at night
I look
over at the lit candle
Next to my bed
I close my eyes and I
fall asleep
My angel comes to me in my dreams
My eyes open
and I sense him
Near my bed standing in the shadows
Hiding from
me
Suddenly I see his hand in the candlelight
Beckoning me
He
says to me, 'Take my hand, Christine. Do not be afraid.'
Willingly
I stretch out and place my hand in his
I gasp
His hand is like
ice
However I do not pull away
I rise to my feet
As I
leave my bed
My angel leads me into the darkness
I do not
know where he is taking me
Yet I follow him as
We walk
endlessly through the murky passageways
I reach my hand up to
touch his face
I feel him grasp my wrist as he whirls around to
face me
I hear his voice, 'Never touch my face.'
He
releases my wrist and shaking I lower my hand
He turns again
taking my hand
Leading me through the complete darkness
Suddenly
I see light up ahead
As he leads me into a room
Filled with
lighted candles
They cast flickering shadows on the wall
The
light rests on my angel's face
As I look at him
My eyes widen
and my breath catches in my throat
He is wearing a mask to hide
his face
I want to pull away in fear
But I feel transfixed
at I stare at him
I can feel his gaze on me
What does he
want?
He pulls me into an embrace
He dips his head closer
to mine
With his mask inches from my face
He whispers,
'Christine, I love you.'
Feeling his warm breath on my
cheek
I close my eyes and feel his lips press against mine
My
senses leave me and I lose myself
In the darkness
I open my
eyes and sit up abruptly
As I look around I see I am back in my
room
My candle is still burning
Yet I am alone
'It must
have been a dream', I think
Or was it?