A place for dreams.

An Ode of Mist. Journey into night; destination lost Darkness consoles me Walking. Watching. Waiting. The emptiness. Imbued by the birth of mist Floating around me, alone yet not lonely Twisted luminance, a faint outline appears Humanlike in form, corporeal in construct Fair, faint, maiden of magic Away she shifts upon wisps of wind Rising. Reacting. Running. The longing. Always without reach Dancing before my fingertips Wicked lips, smiling timidly Entranced; she slips into my heart Ceasing flight…arrested vision Air alters her to me Touching. Tasting. Twirling. The euphoria. Arouse her mind – intoxicate Ballad of bodies – resonate Carnal hearts, caress – procreate Shallow breath, fatigued souls Lingering threads of emotional bondage Embracing. Experiencing. Existing. The moiety. Reality rises, bringing the dawn Temporal rendezvous flees Lies betrayed by light; evaporation of ethereal mist A path tr