Late at night when the moon is full he comes; is it a long lost ghost? looking for his lover? is he the infumus sandman?1
He says sleeping beauty, sleep darling, my eyes shut and i dream:2
An iron bed sits in a stone lined bedroom with red silken sheets and a red comforter which bears a lion on it over my head the canopy drifts with the wind blowing in from the sea a desk sits parallel to the bed papers strewn about it a pen lays abandoned on the floor and a roaring fire is in the mantel the smell of burning wood is almost sweet i get out of the bed and travel across the floor i hear a noise and out of the shadows he comes, head pointed down and fingers crossed. where am i? i ask in a dream, nothing more he whispers as he takes me to the bed and kisses my hair, then runs his hand over my eyes, and i awake to the sunshine in my room " a dream nothing more" 3
THE END...4
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i actually had this dream a while ago and kind of turned it into a story/poem
please don't hesitate to tell me what you think of my little fantasy
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I love when I have dreams like that. The ones that haunt you and make you wonder if they mean something. I enjoy this piece. -
this has the potential of a good story...
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thanks
like i said in my notes this was a dream i had and decided to turn it into a poem/story thing well anyway got to go bye!!
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This is a great start
I would like to hear more descriptions about the room and atmosphere. Don't be afraid to widen your horizon in this. It's drawing. -
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thank you
i have made changes to it since reading your message so when confenant re read it and tell me what you think
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