You are my dream and my nightmare, a delicate being that has been created on this earth. Your soft fingers touch every inch of my warm olive skin as i sleep, my body craves that, your gentle touch, all over me.
You are the dream i've been afraid of, the only one that has strained all my thoughts. because once those made up dreams come out to play, it goes into fates hands and fate will be the one allowed to make the changes, we then are no longer capable of controlling the little things or how the ending will be, it could all be a nightmare or the charming dream that has been consuming your mind, i guess that's the hidden beauty of it all you could say.