strange, this process of slipping into dreams long dreamed as they melt from mere yearning into tangible reality stranger still, to wonder what longings lay asleep-- denied, or simply nonexistent, desires which only bloom upon the arrival of amenable conditions


you beckoned me in a dream you were as you have always been: a seduction leaving me on edge wrapped up in that familiar desire to possess if only for a few moments in a dark corner i still wonder even now what could we have been? a futile wonder i know that you and … Continue reading repeats