Dream In A Dream

... the red has never ceased to decrease between us ... It almost felt real as I opened my eyes and saw the wooden four poster bed and antique chest of drawers over his shoulder when he held me closer... his smell.. like wild lavender and sandalwood ... black sheets and maroon curtains... all velvet... He stared at me with those black sleepless eyes... so thirsty for my blood. I yield to his name every time to submit fearlessly. A contract signed for eternity. His lips an inch away from touching the mole on my neck... he breathed. Oh! he warned me... Little did he know that I lust for this devil even more. As his lips touched my neck my eyes opened. He wasn't there... "it can't be a dre...View all