I Feel Like My Dreams Are Telling Me Something
I thought it was over but you are ever present in my dreams and in my real life, from the daytime chats, texts, songs, emails, lunches ...you are always there. Why?
I try hard not to think of you that way but there are times I do. You entice me with your quirkiness, the way you ask my opinion on so many things, the way you joke and tell me I really get you, what does all that mean. Why the late night texts with some graphic song?
I mean who are you really and what does it mean? Nothing probably .....
As I sleep you invade my dreams, touching me in ways I haven't been touched in a long time, you kiss me .. Soft & warm, wet ...gentle & then rough & reckless. No thought to work, no thought to anything but the moment we are in. I feel your body pressed against mine , your lips slowly brushing against my neck as you breathe in my scent.
When I awake ... You aren't anywhere but in my dreams and of course the song you sent at 2am.
I try hard not to think of you that way but there are times I do. You entice me with your quirkiness, the way you ask my opinion on so many things, the way you joke and tell me I really get you, what does all that mean. Why the late night texts with some graphic song?
I mean who are you really and what does it mean? Nothing probably .....
As I sleep you invade my dreams, touching me in ways I haven't been touched in a long time, you kiss me .. Soft & warm, wet ...gentle & then rough & reckless. No thought to work, no thought to anything but the moment we are in. I feel your body pressed against mine , your lips slowly brushing against my neck as you breathe in my scent.
When I awake ... You aren't anywhere but in my dreams and of course the song you sent at 2am.
61-69, F
