Monday, June 15, 2009

Dreams of Enigma

I am on a ship , a dark steamy ship with men..there is sensuality in the air. At first I am afraid that they might hurt me...they want something else . and one man with dark hair comes to me in a very sweet way and touches my face with the most gentle and loving and sensual touch I have ever felt. I want him to continue but he must let the others touch me also...they all want to touch my face...... tears rolls down my face as I write this .... as the feeling inside is a longing ...a deep longing.....to be touched and the face has always been a place of intimacy for me.....through there, maybe my heart will be touched.......again.

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1 comment:

in.awe.. said...

I feel like this sometimes