|Day Dream (standard:poetry, 165 words)|
|Author: Finn McKool||Added: Mar 04 2003||Views/Reads: 1555/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Just a musing on a day dream I was having here at the office.|
2003-03-03 - 5:20 p.m. Mists of What if start slowly swirling My imagination kick starts I dream of words and hands carressing. One simple kiss catalyzing and maybe, just maybe I could make up for a missed chance So long ago. Maybe the kiss would cascade into a waterfall of desire. Maybe then I could spark her And she could burn for me. Just for me. We could spend all night exploring parts of ourselves only hitherto dreamed of. At least I've been dreaming of them. I hope she does the same. But I can't help but doubt it. But not now nor here in my mind's eye. Now up here in my head she's been dreaming of it and wanting it and burning as much as me. This is a rather inappropriate place and time for such a dream. But, dear God, I don't want to leave it. I want to stay here for forever. Because here it's true. Up here. In my dream. Tweet
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