Will She Be A Dream Forever?

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Love calls me from far away.
I listen intently as love tells me I’m not alone in what it seeks.
It has a voice that is erotic and passionate.
There’s a fire somewhere far and I want it.
Will it come to me or will I go to it?
Where does my future exist with a love I have been searching for?
My home is old but my love has never aged.
My love is stronger now than ever before.
Where is my future when here has been my heart?
Do I leave and go to where a voice calls me?
The Nite calls me and I want her.
She has that spirit that wants for a home in another’s arms.
I feel she seeks a love I know too well.
This must be meant…it’s a will given life.
This is what happens when the heart bleeds its magick.
But will she be content to live in a museum of memories?
That’s my demon question….it traps me here in the house of ages.
Maybe I need to find a new world for us both.
Maybe the Nite wants to be filled with new possibilities.
I imagine her eyes full of wonder in each point light.
There is a highway that no machine touches.
It’s a way for Nite and the soul I carry to find their place as one.
For now I exist as a wild man wizard and she exist as dark loveliness.
If these two bodies meet fulfillment has meaning.
And paradise embraces two in a small perfect world.
I want her here because she is trapped only in my want….she is a dream…
A wish.
A vision I have carried for far too long.
She is the warmth I desired for a lifetime.
As a young one I imagined the heat of her bosom….
Love and safety was there….she knew it and I was happy.
She has the compassion of a mother and the fire of a nymph.
Now I want her here wrapped in the arms I know she dreamt of.
I want to embrace my most tender dream.
That has lived as a dream for far too long.

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