a dark room in a house with a girl

Date: 10/16/2016

I dreamt of Joanna in a breath of light, It was amber as is autmn's evening-light. Her eyes and face and body to me were like The western star, the darkened sky, and the three gold-adorned magi (they lit by the moon and shimmering gifts, and her by her own, imbuing the casted light) All made into one image, and I felt I knew their meanings just by being there with her. She was all symbologies of rebirth, and implications of revival. Her visage made mine revital, and as I dreamt she spoke sweet words.