Writing as an "Escape Goat"

A heartbreak can take the mind on a roller coaster of thoughts. This is a little bit of writing that I did while I was in mourning over a lost love.


I had a dream last night . It was dark, I was taking a midnight swim in the pool, the wind was cool, the water was warm, and the radio was softly singing sweet country tunes. As I quietly sang along to the lyrics of Anything But Mine I heard a shuffle of the leaves and turned my head slightly to see a shadow cascading towards the pool. My heart jumped to my throat, and I stopped singing the lyrics as I anxiously waited to see who was surprising me with company. Natural instincts sent my hands to my hair to make sure that the wet, wavy, layers were in place. I saw your face as you stepped from behind the gazebo, and the nervous feeling took over my insides as it always does whenever you are near. Those blue eyes caught my gaze and traveled downward to mentally examine every crease and curve of my trembling body in the moonlight. As your eyes returned to mine that breath taking smile took over your face and the feeling inside me turned from an anxious curiosity to a hungry one. I said nothing and you said nothing. You slowly undressed revealing that treasure trail that I remember following so long ago. Then you slid down in the water wearing only boxers and piercing blue eyes. Still, I said nothing and you said nothing. I felt small waves from your body entering the pool, and the warmness splashed over me as I floating in the water waiting to see what your next move would be. Suddenly you disappeared beneath me, and I held my breath. In what seemed like hours, It was must have been seconds; I felt your hand on my thigh, and I was immediately surrounded by water, my hair took flight in waves around me, and my anxious hunger grew stronger. Your hand made its way up my thigh, over my stomach, and to my neck. Our lips met, and we engaged in a warm underwater kiss. I felt your hands caressing my body and our legs intertwined. You put your hands firmly around my waist as I wrapped my legs around yours before we surfaced. We both feel the cool air over our arms and shoulders enticing this pleasurable experience. The kiss has grown hungrier. I can feel every inch of your tongue as I tried to devour and savor the taste of your lips. Your arms held me and my legs held you. My hand traveled down your cheek to your chest, then down the side of your arm tracing the tightness of your muscle. As one, we moved to the side of the pool, not thinking just lusting for one another. You kissed down my neck, and I could feel your wet face caress mine. Your arms loosened and suddenly I was sitting on the side of the pool alone and my dream ended.