Secret Passions
By VampireGirl
In a dream I sleep peacefully. While feathers guide my head so gently. I awake from my sleep, and feel the frown upon my face. At a waking moment my heart began to race. Speeding, as if it was out of control. Panicked along with my soul. Angry beasts surrounds my bed and raise my tempter to a boiling red. Ringing screams, raging in my ear for things I have done that is my worst fear. The fire burns as it melts my skin the heat is on, And rushing in. The game was fun I thought it was real, I had no idea this is how I would feel. Swarms of bees, suffocating me. Aching winds shadowing of loss. The window knocking, banging against the brick. I have tripped in to the secret passion that my body has longed for. Lust, and love so faded in my mind. A script written but out of time. Beautiful, Beautiful moments I once had all turns to dust and went to bed. A passion that angers me another memory that haunts me. I gasp for air, telling my self I'm not here the things I see aren't real, Suddenly a gust of cold air swift cross my feet, I feel more then one heart beat. I see the shadow of the eyes in the mirror and I sence that his sprit is here. Written December 16th, 2001 © on Dec 15 2001 04:10 PM PST, Shelly 0 • 10
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"In a dream I sleep peacefully...."