The Future ain't what it used to be

BlackSinBlackSin Posts: 83
edited March 2005 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
He came out of the shadow,
kneeled by my bed
and woke me up silently :
"...Let's take a walk,
it's a beautiful dream out there..."

I took his hand...
And there we were,
under the moon,
dancing in the embrace
of the magic moonlight.

Secret whispers of the silence
surrounded us...
Eternal fire made a circle around us.
No one can't get close

...No mortal...No God...

He took off my black dress.
And there i stood
in front of him...
Naked...
Hidden in the golden veil
of the candle flame.

I saw his shiny smile.
I felt his arms around me,
his touch so warm...
He kissed my forehead,
my eyes, my nose, my lips,
my neck...

We were breathing
the perfume
of the purpule satin
of the Dream.

I layed him down
on the bed of roses.
The roses he gave to me.
I offered him
the red wine of the Life.

I felt his lips
drinking the wine from my body,
as i was caressing
his silky hair.

The stars became jealous.
The Gods became mortals.

And we were laughing at them
and drunk the red wine of the LIfe
hidden in the mystic bed of roses.

And we shall stay there.

"...Till Death find us kissing..."
I can't be free with what's locked inside of me...
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