I see the cat falling from the sky. He goes trougth a cloud and pierces it.
He's chasing a fish through a sea of clouds. That is how it begins.
In this dream, the fish is salty and jumpy, and clouds tender, like popcorns.
And his claws are made of jelly, so he lick them while he flies.
In the dream, he is about to reach the fish,
But it becomes a ball, then a dog, and he thinks to run.
But, finally it becomes fish again. So, he jumps from a cloud
soft as a pillow now, and anchors one side of the fish. And he sees how
His scales fly becoming butterflies in the blue sky.
The fish is now peeled, and yet, he anchors the other side
And he feels his edges penetrating slowly, the soft skin of the fish,
and he open his mouth, and it’s about to bite,
But then woke up.
I look at her, her breathing is deep and her hair are at a side of her face.
I stand still for a while for a second,
The village is silent now.
I get up and go to the window, the beach is empty and lonely.
I look the ripples come to the shore and I wonder, I want to go outside but then
A sound, she sigths,
I turn toward her, her scent is all over the room,
I know that I will remember this moment more than any other one,
I know she has a prairie inside, but I don’t know why it must be different.
And I want to embrace her, but I know it may wake her up so I stay where I am.
I stay there until the earth spins enough to let me the sun over the land.
I should shower I think, in an few hours we must be leaving.