Monday, December 12, 2011

From a Dream

I am shocked to life,
breathless.
My fingers on your face,
running,
cheekbone, lips, chin.
You tell me it's the sweetest touch.
Then you lean closer.
One tremble, then I am paralyzed.
You steal my life;
legs, arms, mind, breath.
One moment of brilliant, eternal bliss;
Suffocating,
I wake from the dream.

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