Inspired by Moonwashed Weekly Prompt #123 – Wondrous
our dreams carry us
wondrous places far away
shame to awaken
Tag: dreaming
Tryst In Dreams
Redux
Originally published on PhiloSusi 9/9/15, reposted with minor revisions.
I stir, aroused by the return of past fiery life episodes. The intensity of the morning awakening revives exquisite sensations and feelings; I’m in awe of the desire which returns me and deposits me back into my past.
The pull of his gaze, a finger tracing my mouth and drawing me closer to his lips. Soft, warm wetness, mine mixing with his. Each kiss, tender and fierce, hasten our breaths. There’s an urgency, a tension demanding release, but craving so much more before it comes.
Our hands brush across each other, clutching then releasing at the subtle moments. Sighs and moans escape our lips when the gentleness or coarseness reaches a threshold in our bodies. Arching our bodies, pressing closer, the bulge of desire wanting to be cupped. It all feels so quick but in slow motion. The haze of excitement moves us, our bodies following an unscripted dialogue, but knowing exactly what to say.
We explore with our eyes and undress each other with our hands. Our clothing is our only barrier, so much is already understood – the hunger to taste each other, the desire bound tightly until the right moment it can escape, the secret carnal needs – all are free at this moment.
Our tongues speak the language of sensuality, experiencing color in what we taste. The room feels engulfed by us, our red-hot fluidity. We vibrate with the energy of our imminent coupling. Every cell in our being is aroused with anticipation, and every hair prickles with electricity; our bodies are in tune to receive what the other has to give.
Deliciousness and moans escape our lips as our limbs intertwine, feeling the smoothness of our skin as we embrace deeper into one another. Oh, the strength of our muscles tighten around each other, neither leaving intensity behind. The excitement builds, and the urgency to satisfy rises up in us both. We are open and ready now. Our passion is strong; our desires need expression.
Our eyes meet each other hungrily, penetrating the depths of our beings. It sends us deeper into our emotional hot bed inside; the tryst becomes more and more intense. The intuitive knowing of what needs to be touched and when delivers us to even more heights. What feels like an invisible fire engulfs us both as we aim to reach the crucial element of our desires.
And then I wake up…
Snippets
small pieces of dreams
enter my reality
confuse the present
Foundation of Dreams
Redux
With deliberate intention, the goal was to devour thousands of words. He reveled in the delicious anticipation of cerebral and sentimental fulfillment. Focused and ready for some relevant adscititious information to challenge his brain’s hunger for knowledge and fantasy. The emotions of the poets forcefully laid down impressions on his mind. Hours passed immersed in the stories and written essences of others. It colored him happy. And tired. The eyes slowly closed. All the words turned to dreams of mystical sunsets with a bareback unicorn ride on the beach, hair whipping in the wild wind.
He then woke up smiling.
Splash!
Excitedly, the ocean welcomes me back with its liquid embrace.
Summer is over, but thoughts of the ocean continue to draw my mind back to sunny landscapes of white sand, blue water, palm trees, and the variety of activities nature’s playground offers. The images temporarily fade away as I step out into the cooling winds and changing colors around me. Shortly after that, my mind wants to return to where the sun heats the sand and my body. The place where ease is the staple of the day, and night promises no worries.
I’m homesick for paradise.
Missed Opportunities
Inspired by Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix & Sadje’s What do you see #102
in my youthful mind
before responsibility aged me
dreams of rich discovery carried me over mountain tops
in the direction of promising golden rays of fortune
the thrill of adventure hastening all my steps
but with a scowl i realized i was out of steam
leaving me motionless and stranded
in the middle of life
Earned Sleep
Redux
Lucid Being 124 – Ash D. Solomon
Give life all you’ve got.
Fall into bed exhausted.
Charge your battery.
Skipping A Beat
Inspired by Reena’s Exploration Challenge #183 & Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – Flutter
my gaze
off in the distance
my mind
in the land of wishes
my heart
beating with a flutter
my fear
never seeing you again
Reblog – LONGING FOR YOU by Charles Robert Lindholm
This piece is so alive with optimism, wishes, dreams, and hope! It reminds me that we should always keep listening with open ears and an open heart for what “can be.” Lovely post!
By Charles Robert Lindholm
I Am A Silly Person
I Think
Believing In Things
So Improbable
Yet Hoping
Beyond Hope
That They Shall
Become A Reality
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Mindful Thoughts
remnants of my dreams
flit into my consciousness
snippets of illusion
co-mingling
with the events of the day
finding myself
colliding into the past
to produce an array of emotions
feelings of being torn
in different directions
where do I find comfort
where is the wisdom
where is the adventure
everywhere and in all things
...especially in dreams
I Write Her 