Carry On

– Photo from Pixabay.com.

Shared dreams like mist swirl in vivid colors. I reach for them, but they dissipate in my hands.

“I’m tired from the pursuit,” I say. “I’m contemplating surrender.”

She says, “Let me carry you and when I tire you can carry me.”

– Written for YeahWrite.me Weekly Writing Challenge 259 question prompt. WC 42