A Dream Of All Dreams.

A Dream Of All Dreams.

A Poem by NhesceyWrites/

A sight worth looking at.

That's how I felt at first glimpse.

 

Now I stare into blue eyes

as your hands feel my body.

 

I trace your jaw line

with fragile fingers.

 

I touch you where you ask.

I kiss you where I please.

 

A dark misty night.

A night I've always dreamt.

 

The only sounds come from each other.

A moan, a grunt.

 

You fullfill my need for that feeling.

You complete this perfect night.

 

Maybe, just maybe,

I won't wake up from this dream.

© 2013 NhesceyWrites/


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Life is what we make it...

Dreams can be an escape ...I had my share of those too; But they can also be a way of reaching beyond your norm and finding MORE in life than you realized was within your touch. I believe this poem's dream was an escape yes?

You have self worth and feel confident at its beginning and ëverything"just goes sooooooooooo right from there. A caring and continuing, emotionally empowering relationship - all that you sense as "Good" and who wants to walk away -- awake -- and lose finally being alive?

Strong thoughts when taken as perceived against a backdrop of any day's reality.

Posted 11 Years Ago


NhesceyWrites/

11 Years Ago

Thank you for taking your time reading and reviewing this
This is a really nice piece, simple yet to the point. As the reader you can actually feel what the writer is feeling and it's a bit intense. Nice job on this one!

Posted 11 Years Ago


NhesceyWrites/

11 Years Ago

thank you very much. I appreciate the review.
That picture is a little bit better, but tell me what you think of this. http://i.imgur.com/hsUVPNE.jpg

I think it fits the tone a bit more.

Posted 11 Years Ago


NhesceyWrites/

11 Years Ago

That one is much better, thank you.
Wild Willow Blue

11 Years Ago

You're welcome.
I don't think this piece needs to be rated "Mature". If anything should be rated as such, it is that picture. But the picture does not fit the poem, in my opinion. This piece is very subtle and sweet and soft. That picture is crude in comparison, and it takes away from the strength of this piece. Every time you read this poem, the words get sweeter and the image it conveys gets warmer. Other than that picture, I say well done.

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Hi, I'm Nhescey Llower. I'm 16. I'm one of 5 kids. My older brother, Calum, is 20, my older sister, Macaria, is 18, my younger brother, Tatum, is 15, and my younger sister, Taliah, is 14. I'm righ.. more..

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