I woke up this morning, unable to get the thoughts of my dream out of my head. This figure appear in front of me...so mesmerizing and breath taking. The shape of it's body, its glowing blue color. What....what was it? Who was it? So many question that have been left unanswered. The first hint at my pure happiness maybe, or could this be a trick. I only wish to see it again, wanting nothing more than to go to sleep and dream of it once more. What do I do?...How do I get it to come back? Could it be a vision of the reality I wish I could have? To many questions, to many thoughts. Chills run up my spine as a flash of this stunning blue mystery comes to mind. My eyes light up as I begin to try and piece together this puzzle my dream has placed in my hands. It couldn't have been the darkness because I wasn't afraid. Such a lustful experience with not a clue of what brought me such ecstasy. For the first time in a long time I...I actually woke up happy, usually I'm drenched in sweat and terrified. The horrors of my dreams lately.... have been unfathomable to say the lease. This dream was different, there was truly no ending, no way of telling what would or could possibly happen. Please come back to me you beautiful mystery, don't leave me dying for more. Dying to see your face and know who you are. I just want to know who you are, what brought me such joy? Come back to....come back to me my sweet blue mystery.
By: Twana Lowe
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Dark Twisted Fantasies
Storie d'amoreA hopeless feeling of disconnection and fear, while the desperation for more leaves you yearning as it grows. Festering fantasies from within the darkness, scratching and screaming to be freed. What are they? Who are they? Will it ever end or foreve...
