Dream

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A large field, no one around.
I stood there alone, cloudy,
The grass singing in silent choir
With the breeze blowing.

I turned around, to see
Two pairs of jaw dropping wings,
A pair was white,
While the other was black.

Astonished by their beauty,
Though facing back,
I was dumbstruck for moments
Before I could speak a word.

Hair flowing open,
Wings emitting black and white smoke,
Levitated from the bottom,
They seemed to be angels in front.

" Where am I? And who you both are? ",
No response was from their side.
I asked times many, before reached
Frustration, curiosity, confusion high.

About to grab their hands,
When they faced me by their own.
I was taken aback, stumbled,
Both held each hands, saved from fall.

"Whom do you choose? ",
They synchronised in everything.
One dressed in full white,
The other in full black.

White smiled, black smirked,
My hands were still in theirs.
Their eyes, nose, lips, shape,
Matched completely with mine.

" I...I..." The words didn't come out.
Before I could proceed anything,
I sensed their touch,
They even smelled like me.

The white me, her right hand,
Closed my right eye.
The black me, her left hand,
Closed my left eye.

Birds chirping, felt like
Light in front. "Equally beautiful",
I mumbled. Opened my eyes,
On bed, it was six in the morning.

                                 - Zayana Cullen

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