Awake but DreamingbyDana Gallagher©
I am awake, but I close my eyes.
Visions of him run through my mind.
I feel his soft full lips press against mine.
This kiss is sweet yet wildly passionate.
I feel his hands roam my body.
I feel the heat pouring off him in waves.
I can sense his yearning and desire.
He wants me and I want him immensely.
We were two and now we’ve become one.
I feel bliss as if it were a tangible object.
I hold on to ecstasy as it pulls me higher.
I am high, drugged on lust, passion, and desire.
I squeeze my eyes shut tightly.
Slowly I open them.
The vision fades like a mist.
Awake but dreaming, the victim of a vivid imagination.
I am here and he is there.
I long to be with him again.
Could this be love?
What is love really?
I think I love him.
Does he love me?
God, don’t let me mess this up.
God, I don’t want to be heartbroken.
God, I am scared.
Does happily ever after exist anymore?
I want him.
Awake but Dreaming
2/13/2005 1:22:49 AM