Saturday, November 5, 2016

In a dream

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     Clouds are building, turn black with promise, teasing the ground yearning for rain, I sing through the wind, the rumble in your throat a caress to my skin, taunt and provoke ‘til I fall into your thrall, compelled to release every influence but your presence, take control of me, own me, expose me to your might, fill what I crave, you are what I need……
     ……skin drenched by rain, not a part of me left untouched, revelations in a dream transported into my conscious now, side by side, I stretch my limbs in the languid silence of the sated.


  1. "...sated" but with words, so alive

  2. So many people and places on the planet need re-hydration therapy. I know you will have yours Shadow.

  3. Finding fulfillment/satisfaction in the dreamscape. May your thirst be quenched.

  4. hello shadow its dennis the vizsla dog hay uh oh a storm??? if ennywun needs me i wil be hiding under the bed!!! ok bye