Redefining Princesses

thought streaming again, nothing to see here!!!

if i were to describe your personality in one word, it would be supernatural.

it radiates and bursts and beams in so many flashes of brilliance, color and not-color bleeding together to create sound, and sound flowing out like water, and water churning in the air until it’s wind and it pushes and pulls me every time you speak.

it pulses and breathes and burns, ignites sparks of brilliance and stupidity and power, hisses and fizzes into sparks of electric taste that dance along my tongue and go down my throat to be swallowed and land in the pit of my heart. it presses over my eyelashes and pulls my eyelids up, then down again, showing me the world of black emptiness that lays before me once i can’t see anything.

but you show me everything, and as blind as you are you guide me through the world that seems to spring to life wherever you step. flowers of thought and trees of knowledge root deep into the blank spaces where i thought only void could touch, and grass bows down beneath your shoes in a way i can’t quite describe, like it’s an honor and a privilege just to be the ground you walk on.

and then i realize the grass is bowing for me, the flowers are swaying in a dance of praise, that the trees let leaves fall to be closer to me. your presence is my procession, my preamble, my gateway, and you are not the royalty i assumed you were. i am the royalty and the empty world is coming to life to greet me.

and for the first time, i feel that perhaps my dreams are not so silly after all.