His Love

Rain splatters against the glass windowpane.
He sits alone in thought faraway from the room.
Across the sunny meadow, he sees her run.
Watching her hair as it blows away from her head.
The sun silhouettes her body through her thin dress.
A bright flash of lightening and thunder strikes nearby.
His eyes remain blank from the room he is within.
Mind travels still at the meadow to watch her beauty.
She runs toward him as he runs to catch her in his arms.
Her eyes twinkle from the rays of the sun so bright.
Her soft breasts sensuously bounce as she nears him.
Blood surges through his body as his manhood rises.
Her hands reach forward as her feet glide through the grass.
Light outside his window explodes in the cold night air.
Panicked screaming fills the air beyond his room.
He is lost in thought elsewhere, deaf to sounds here.
His smile is heaven as he reaches out to touch her.
Fingertips nearing, her happiness radiates to him.
Electrifying sparks cascade from fingers to fingers.
Close to embracing with eternal love from above.
The door to his room opens, revealing the light.
It travels along his dark floor yet he is not disturbed.
She walks in his room closing the door behind her.
Concealed is something large in her delicate hand.
He reaches for her, the breeze in the meadow so cool.
She is his love, his eternity, his escape, his endurance, his cure.
Just as their fingertips touch together, she disappears.
He jumps wildly in the room as the needle is thrust into his arm.
The meadow is gone, his love is gone, a trickle of blood flows.
Lightening and thunder erupt outside as his nurse tenderly
Cares for him to sort out life’s riches and dreams in his room