Archive for September, 2010


Posted in Dreams, Love, Poetry on September 18, 2010 by drevolutionary1

a smell… incites the memory… no, the fantasy of you…
we are laying in the bed
I feel the warm of your flesh
I can taste you and it tastes good

I miss you, but I have never met you…
I close my eyes and it all feels so real
memories flood my mind, but we have no past
with these thoughts, I am enraptured

this moment is fleeting
but I do no wish to part with it
I pray my dreams be more vivid
so that I can remember you, dark warrior