Ever wish you could fly into space
Not just you but the whole human race
Whatta fantasty
A glorious destiny
Looking down on earth a total disgrace
After Mr. Sandman has put his sand in our eyes
Most of us will sleep until sunrise.
Now it is the Dream Maker who is in command.
People of all ages have to go through his land.
Our dreams are really fast.
About fifteen minutes is all that they last.
For the ones that are pleasant it seems to come back from would be a crime.
The ones that are annoying we want out of on the next available flight.
For those that are down right
Filled with fright
Someone will usually wake up with trembling and screams.
There are a lot of people who do not remember what
They have dreamed even if you don't it doesn't mean this wasn't time we'll spent.
Since the Dream Maker experience is so very short.
The only way you know you have dreamed is if you are awakened by some one and you have to abort,
Or
You are caught up in the excitement.
The Dream Maker Does exist.
Every one who goes to sleep enters his land at their own risk.
His dreams will include fun, fantasty, things that are frightening, and even some that may seem like reality.
So sweet dreams as you go to bed nightly.
Let me translate
My love for you
From written.... to spoken....to touched
From syllable sensuality
To physical functionality
From verbal to nonverbal virtual reality
Or better yet
Let me translate them into YOUR language
Yes, I’m a polyglot glutton
craving your satiation
Interjection velocity
Groan and grope physicality
Touch and tease and taste temerity
Chaste words undulating into unchaste carnality
Let me translate
In meanings that you understand
Points of reference that you rant and pant
In my ear…say it in a chant….
Over and over...
I won't let you recant
your forbidden fantasty frolic…
Baby...I’ll grant
Let me translate
Into the language of YOU
I understand
Your savage need laced with greed….
concede....every one...
to me
This wave won't recede
till that passion is freed...
by my deliciously devilish deed...
My pleasure peaks uncontrollably
Rocked in your volatility
Word translation ecstasy
Come together finality
Verbal.......
non-verbal.....
G~R*A~T*F~I*E~D
unity
So, just let me....
Let me translate
My love
For
You
Eileen Manassian
Standing in the forest I watch
as he strolls towards me
tipping his hat
he stops and stares
Looking so deep within me
I feel heat rising inside
as his eyes caress me
seeming not to miss anything
Without doing any more
than fixing me by glance
this man was stirring up
my senses one by one
As his eyes traced their path
it felt like he was gently stroking
as he lingered on my lips
they felt so hot and even crushed
They slowly drop lower
burning as they pass
i writhe wanting his touch
to feel his weight on me
A crack of a twig snapping
breaks the spell, I start
watch him fading in the distance
was it all just a daydream?
contest: Skat's fantasty written 06/13/2013
Cutting steel to finalize this fabic
Emotional rollercoast revealed
Time, space, and money cause a panic
What coursing accidents sent concealed
And left me reeling to feel
So many thoughts striking against grain
To convert an obscene normality
And cast judgment against reality
What folly of children into men
Adolescent disease peeling screeds of doubt
Tossed about this mercury mind
Where reality unfolds in time
Metaphysics hitting bliss, body in line
Crystallizing the cryogenic value
One day to join the fantasty
And match risk to nothing left behind
Did reality ever set in?
Did it force itself onto you because you ignored it?
Did it silence you? Did you lose your voice?
Did you listen more?
Did you see things the way they really are?
Was it a surprise?
Were you angered by what you found?
Did you need to rethink your approach?
DId you enter fantasty for too long?
Did you forget about what matters most?
Did you take love for granted?
Did you replace your love for someone with something else?
Did you let selfishness engulf you?
Did you try to tame it, but it kept reoccurring?
Did you ask others to solve your problems?
What did you learn in the process?
Did you look for God?
Did you look for God?
Did you turn around?
Did you change?
Did you give it all up?
And let it go
And let it go
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