Lucidity of the Night (A collab with Dancing_Elixir)A Poem by Chris MichaA collaboration with dancing_elixir.Lucidity of the Night
The mist was playing tricks on my eyes as it danced through the gossiping trees Her form though hazy was making its way towards me in a fevered pace But how could this be? When the miles separate two dreaming souls bound by the night bound by fate but connected by a universal tether.
Dew dripped from the trees as the waves of mist collected on the leaves The air was thick with lust and I could feel the electricity flowing from his body down into the ground My body quivered with every step I took closer to him.
I know my dreams well and tonight under the pale blue moon she gives me an awakening to her spirit and I take her into me like the essence of life the breath of awaited sins I am her torment of heart & mind as she slowly cuts loose the garments of my soul to bare the wicked fruit awaiting her salvation.
Haven't I been here before? In this lucid place, in this lucid state As my body collided into his I could feel our flesh become one My body felt whole as I could feel him inside me melting my frozen heart one thrust at a time I could hear the chains clamor as he broke through the gates of the deepest depths of my mind Accessing my greatest fears and my wildest fantasies I knew it wouldn't be long before he would come across the other fantasies I had with him in dreams past.
Lucidity of the night, Tell us this is real and our love is alive outside of you Taking us into the places no one is allowed to feel Coursing through our hearts heating us into one burning ember Able to withstand the cold frozen lands we will trek together when the sun falls from the sky We will prevail through our love and the will to survive together as one.
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Added on July 3, 2014Last Updated on September 15, 2014 Tags: love romance longing dreams want AuthorChris MichaRichland, MSAboutTo sum me up is pretty easy. I love writing because it's therapy for my wayward soul. Although, I am by no means any good at it, I still put myself out there. I use to write when I was younger but gav.. more..Writing
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