It may have been Samuel again because, since the first time I had been with him, he had told me that I may see him again, but in a different body.
In the lucid dream that I have recently woken up from, I had been cleverly battling spirits and demons. I say "cleverly" because, since I knew that I would not die, I fought them with make-out attacks. That's right- I lunged at the demons, threatening to make out with them. It was working until one of the spirits had turned into a handsome man in mid-kiss. It had shocked me at first, but I decided to go along with it. I was in a lucid dream, after all.
I remember telling him that this was going to be short-lived, as dreams tend to be no longer than 5 minutes in the waking world. He understood, so he held me and kissed me softly. I asked him for a piece of gum because I did not feel confident about my breath. He smiled, and obliged with my request.
After what seemed like no time at all, I could feel myself crying in the dream. He asked me what was wrong. I told him that lucid dream lovers are always better than the ones in the conscious life. He sighed and smiled a little at me.
I could feel myself starting to slip away, as he held me in his arms, like I was dying within them. Looking up into his eyes, I whispered it again "Lucid dream lovers are always better than the ones in the conscious life."
I woke up, and I was alone again.
