Ivory Woman

  I stood alone in a meadow, surrounded only by flowers, grass, and the wind, gently blowing, bending the garden of nature that lay bestowed upon me in the gentle warmth of the spring day. The scent of pollen drifted by, letting me deadweight myself into the tulips I laid on, cushioning me, lovingly caressing my body in a protective wall. I felt safe, comfortable, and most of all, happy.
  I had fallen asleep, and awoke now to the sound of little feet scurrying away. I jolted up in surprise, and found only rabbits, which had been nibbling at the fields around me. They darted away silently as I moved, and ran far into whatever burrows they had arrived from. I stretched, and lazily wondered how long I had been outside. It was then that something else happened. Something which I could not have predicted.
  From the sky, clouds drifted apart, and swirled into the shape of a plump woman. From that cloud, came life. As I bore witness, the face blinked, and the white clouds began to shift in a way as to become one. I could no longer see where one fold ended and another began. I realized I was now gazing at a nude form, who shined a bright white.
  She then began to float down, slowly, drifting like a leaf. She smiled at me, and revealed teeth which looked like platinum, glowing a brilliant, heavenly white. I stood up, and waited as she landed in front of me. I saw that she still held her modesty; as she had fallen, more water vapor had trickled by, and became a thick fog which shrouded her. She appeared impregnated, and I suddenly felt a deep respect for her.
  "What is your name?" Was all I could think to ask.
  "Chasity." She said, in a singsong voice that had me sitting back down without even noticing.
  "Are you real?" I asked. She didn't respond, instead, plucking a flower from the ground, and gently picking the petals apart, in a rhythm which I found all-too-relaxing. She hummed as she did, and when the petals were collected in her palm, she blew them into my face, along with the steam of her breath, and just like that, I was asleep again in the meadow, with a new memory, one that still leaves me wondering, whether it was reality, something in the fresh air, or a strange dream within a strange place.