Help Wanted

Last night I had a dream. A dream that any man who's ever been a man, has had. A dream that seems truly noble in its feat. Only fate can guide me to it yet dwelling on the subject would bring me a terrible sadness.

Last nights dream was beautiful. Its scent on the rollers which god sent down to Earth and grace its presence among us. The location July eleventh, vibrant with shades of red, orange, green, and white; I saw her. A woman small with small milky and enormous chocolate ice cream dispenser so tenderly kissed me. We left this beautiful center piece whole again, with joyful tears falling from our faces. We had finally found each other.

I wake, lost and afraid without my found darling. In a frantic panic I lash out hoping to grab my joy and take it back. My attempts were futile thus, I find my self hoping to find her again. That day will come, and I will rejoice in it.

I wait.