I see you.
and I lose myself completely.
in a daze for hours.
wandering deep till I find you in a bed so red it's like roses.
as we do what strangers do.
we love like strangers do.
knowing every night we be here again.
this is the dream.
the fleeting details that keep me awake and praying for sleep.
your black long hair.
your deep blue eyes.
the clear tint of your glasses.
your porcelain pale but soft behind.
yet I find myself getting lost every night.
your moans whispers to me as I sleep.
your screams more of a want then plead.
yet I awake.
and I hate every moment I open my eyes.
knowing you are not mine.
the sadness it kills me.
that dreams can rob you blind.
wanting you isn't a fantasy.
it's a reality of another time.
yet I lie here awake.
wanting you to be mine.
knowing I will never have unless you and me are in another lifetime.
©darkmocha
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