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[aid] => mick
[title] => The dream
[time] => 2004-02-15 06:15:11
[hometext] => Kind of a story of a memory that I still don't understand.
[bodytext] => Wandering through a dessert. Searching for purpose..... I stumble across instinct... fall to the ground. Who is helping me up? ----------------------------------------------------------- I dreamt of you last night. Is this another dream? Now failure questions mammals.... We stand, existing through words. Tied together through words. Married through words. I can't resist what you are feeding me.... I need to make sure it is you, those balls of dark soulful youth and intellect staring at my worn eyes. It is you. Somehow I always knew this would happen.. Fate can be fatal. I realise I'm bleeding... tears well as I see that you are putting your hand over my wound. No one has done this before. Is my blood familiar? Gravity keeping us on the ground. You make me happy, convince me there is more to life then..... Darkness. --------------------------------------------------------- I awake. Still in the dessert for I feel the heat? No. In a room.. it is dark. Smell alcohol on my own breath. Needed to tell you... how you mean everything to me. And that I will always be with you... But you are here... and the words are spluttering to exit me... sand spits from my mouth. Evidence the 'dream' existed. You are still holding your hand over my wound... the blood is easing.... the door opens. It ends. ------------------------------------------------------------- [comments] => 2 [counter] => 151 [topic] => 40 [informant] => broken-glass [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => fantasy )
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