Dream Number Two
By butch
She slid into view, gracefully, smoothly, she sat down and smiled, Immediate things come into my mind, as to how our time can be wiled, She glances in my direction, slyly, innocently, as I forget to exhale, I know my heart is lost forever, the moment that my senses fail, Her eyes, like portals to my soul, I cannot refuse their grasp, I await what has been portended, as I ease myself within her clasp, Gently, her jasmine breath tingles my skin, awakening inside of me, Alive I feel, aware of all sensations, anticipating all that can be, The moment is long, the memory is soft, the feeling is lust, I give up my life, I give up my mind, I give up my trust, She comes to me again, in the dark she becomes like a vision, She severs my heart, and severs my soul, with cold hard precision, And just as I reach the plateau, I awaken........... Written October 7th, 2001 © on Oct 07 2001 10:26 AM PST 10 • 0
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