[Prose/story] A dream story. The impossible haunting.

I don't recall most dreams. Yet this is an ever persistent one, that pops up every once in a great while. It's set more as a prose. Details are not important. Nor could I post the details if I really wanted to. Which I don't.

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[quote][center][big][c=003BB2][u]The impossible haunting. [/u][/c][/big][/center]

[c=BF6900][i]She haunts me in dreams of desires.

Hovering over me, I feel her breath.
Hair gently brushing.
Lips seemingly forever enjoined.
Her eyes seeking in depths within me.
Tenderly drawing my being from the void within.

In speechless voice I hear her calling.
As an echo, I do the same.
Together we voice our intentions.

Come, come intangle us with our beings.
Taste our tastes together,
Caress each others beings,
Tantalized in each other's smells,
Entwine our thoughts together,
Replicate our futures together.

In merging, becomes an ecstasy.
In ecstasy, do we spilt.
Between us is our intentions in understanding.

Confused, afraid and silently wailing.

Yet in the aftermath she's gone.
Leaving only the result of our desires.

In waking I ask myself, why?

Why this haunting, once again?
Why did she choose me?
Why does she leave?
Why did she leave without the purpose of our joining?

Not that I would ever regret the results.
Yet this is nothing but an impossible dream.
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Ðê_Wₐÿfₐᵣₑᵣ© [/c][/quote]