Lost in Sleep

Imagination?
What does the mind provide
But a tool of vivid sensation?
I spent nights
Dreaming of dreams
Seemingly realistic
In all its nature
But I
Cannot accept what I perceive
In sleep.

The dark maze
Of lonliness,
I navigate
Around the walls
With instinctive will,
Only to find
The exit is no where to be
Found. Around one corner
Was a sign
Composed of metallic redness,
"Stop," it said.

I met some one that instant,
Her visage unfortunatly
Blank in my mind,
But her touch as we
Held hands,
Was flowing a warmness,
That poured into my heart;
So innocent were my feelings:
All I wanted was a kiss
In this abyss of
Numbness - The kind that
Meant love,
And all I felt was warmth,
Spreading across my lips,
With my hand on her hips,
Making all this seem
As if it were true.
It was too good to be.

When I woke up,
My heart yearned
For her touch of
Angelic multitude;

I can't say I love her however;
But I miss her very much,
Such that,
Her kiss lingers
Like cigarettes after sex.


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