My Lover


Into my sleep you did creep.

Into my dreams you danced.

I smelled your memories,

Playing by the sea,

In a land far away.

 

You touched my soul.

You felt my dreams.

The taste of your yesterdays,

old, earthen, dark

in my mind.

Like whispers in my heart.

 

I held up my neck,

smooth and ever so soft.

You bit.

Crimson droplets

on my pillow.

 

Finally !!

Breaking free of the mortal soul,

leaving behind earthly woes.

Freedom!

My lover!

We shall walk forever into the good night.

 

 

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4 Responses to My Lover

  1. bluerose says:

    oooo… steamy! I like the surreal feel of smelling memories and tasting yesterdays.

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