It all started
when he walked out of the kitchen
with that warm mug
filled with the magic morning potion
“COFFEE”
The steam dancing with the wind
as he slowly paced his steps back to the porch
He saw his lover sleeping
the bed sheets tangled her body
he witnessed her breathing, she looked peaceful
He continued his steps
following the sun rays outside
he set his mug, lit his cigarette
His black coffee sits still in his mug
he nestles it between his hands
over his stomach
he looks within that mug
marveling at the potion that springs
a sense of awareness
Suddenly he finds himself
being sucked in his mug
into a spiral of mystery
He is spiraling down
into an unknown place
it all happened so fast
he felt like he lost his breath
He hit something
his body felt numb
against the flat ground
as he gathered his strength
his mind was racing against a wave of unknowns
He stood up, the land was patches of brown
with blotches of green
He rubbed his eyes, hoping when he opens them
he’d be home, on the porch next to his bed
where his lover lay there, sound asleep
But, NO!
He was still there
He scanned the environment
he walked aimlessly
guided by his instincts
He heard noises, giggles
feminine ones
He followed the noises,
he got near a pond where mermaids lay
gorgeous mystical creatures
his eyes dilated, his heart beat, his skin awakened
“Come sit with us, we know you need it”
Confused and bewildered by their realness
he sat on a stone protruding from the lake
the water was galactic in color
the glistening effect was in the form of stars
the water rose up, as the mermaids started singing
“Engulf him, magical water
let all those worries filtered
make stars in his eyes shimmer
we are your muses, let’s make
the real you, surface with vigor”
the water rose up and hugged his presence
carrying him beyond the clouds
setting him next to the sun
“what the hell was in that coffee?” he asked himself
a beautiful maiden with hair
made from sun rays, gracefully
walked towards him, from the sun
“Sun so bright, his inspiration
please delight, for his passion
is forever in fright. Sun so bright
strip him from this shell, burn those
bars that his heart has befell”
He didn’t want to believe, but the rays from her golden locks
tangled him, he felt the heat, he looked at his skin
it was filled with stars, his extremities
emitted light
He took a deep breath as if accepting the inevitable
he wanted to speak, but no words came out
he couldn’t vocalize his amazement
he had this feeling filling him
he felt like he was falling from the clouds
falling from the sky,
He tried to scream..
he couldn’t
imagine how had it is to actually try to scream
but can’t
He was falling, as soon as he could see the ground
he felt it was the end, he accepted it, again
suddenly before he’d break every bone in his body
he woke up, wet, with coffee dripping from
the sharp ends of his hair
he was on the balcony
his mug is empty
his cigarette crooked and damp
He looked around, he’s home
he set the coffee mug down
and looked at the horizon
he saw the sun rays, between the clouds
he smiled, he related
he went inside,
to wash his face so as to awaken from that trip
he opened the water, cupped his hands to fill them
then he gasped when he saw
that he had the
galaxy in his hands
and bracelet on his arm
made from one sun ray strand
“IT WAS REAL”
indiedoodles 