Dreams of an Animal

[silverwolf1]

I dream of Shadow and of Tippy all the time. I know they are gone, but at night I can hold them again. I also dream of animals I've never met, sometimes sexual, sometimes not. I dream of many of the horses I've owned over the decades of my life, and some I barely know. I dream more, honestly, of animals than of people these days, mostly my dead lovers, but always of non-humans. I dream frequently of my spirit, a shaggy, old gray wolf, rather than my human self and often lay with my lovers this way.




We cannot separate the night from the day, will not divide our hope from our dreams. Our love, I believe, transcends all dimensions, even the Dream world...




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