SMASHING BLUE
Sometimes, he dreamt of the world championships, about that time when their battle had taken them to another world where it was only them and the stars and planets that hung in the dark, night sky. Where the universe stopped just so they could hold on to that perfection for just a moment longer.
In his dream, he'd open his eyes and see his lover again, looking just as he'd seen him the last time; content and peaceful, sweat glistening on his naked body like stars at twilight.
In his dream, his lover reached out and touched his face. And at that first contact, the universe would speed ahead; the stars would smash through the midnight blue sky, leaving golden streaks that bled tiny sparkles of light and the planets would spin off into space in a majestic waltz.
But they would stare into each other's eyes and he would be drawn into the alluring crimson…
As he lay on his side, staring blankly into inky darkness, he wished he were still in that dream.