Daring, next to him the crossing room.
Greetings people :)
A few days ago, I had a strange vision lived in dreams. Where for the third time in my life, over several periods of time, I dreamed of a woman. Although I seem known for her presence, I have never managed to remember her face.
I only have vague memories of that dream, which I have felt very comfortable with.
Will that be a dimensional journey through which I have repeatedly had contact with something beyond my understanding?
I hope you like the poetry that came from there.
Poem
to remember her ageless facial,
I discovered something beyond my earthly reach,
By trying to succumb to his designs,
implore for her touch.
Noticing my sense,
I slowly eradicate all my fear.
Her protector, almost stalking me Gentile,
it was intermittent.
Daring, next to him the crossing room
I perceived its sweetness, it resided on me,
the situation I was in was indescribable.
