He is a dream, forever visiting me in the night
I feel his touch, his lips touch mine and my heart takes flight.
Music fills the air and he dances into my soul, his are the only eyes I can see
My body is burning to touch his, I am trapped in a world unknown…if Only I were free
He feels centuries away from me now, I can taste his blood on my lips…
Even in death he calls to me, I am remembering him… I am remembering me
Skin so soft yet cool to the touch, a thirst taht never seems quenched. Desired by all eyes that look my way, thier thoughts are my own…thier futures a mere glance away. They seek me out, some fear my strength others yearn for it.
So many times Ive seen her in the mirror and dismissed her entirley, they all knew I would find out someday…they kept it from me. The transformation is nearly complete.
It tugs at me from the depths of my soul, I feel my stomach churning when I get close to the memories… I was there and I walked away.
I crossed many miles to find the truth and when I found it I turned away…my last year is approaching swiftley and I will soon make the final transformation when we will meet again.
In a life that you see as myth we once existed, our love transcends time…we will be together again
sheila1977
