Topic: Who are you? | |
---|---|
It's when my eyes are closed and Im most ease at that you come.
A faceless spectre of angelic beauty... You call to me, speaking my name as if we know each other, yet your features remain shrouded in mystery... When I go to reach for you, it's like pouring smoke through a keyhole... Unattainable.... Then as I wake in a cold sweat, your parting words echo in my head...Until tommorrow... Leaving me with the question, who are you and why do you torture me so? |
|
|