Denied

In dreams you come to me
A vision leading me
A shadowed figure without words
beckoning me to follow
I stumble blindly towards you
I hear you whisper
"Come to me."
"I am the one you have searched for."
"I am the one you need..."
I lose my footing
feel myself lifted
held
Trembling
I am frozen
My eyes close
Fingers stroke my hair
caress my cheek
Your breath
against my skin
Purring near an ear
becomes growling
My pulse quickens
I gasp for air
Self control dissolves
Suddenly I wake
cry out in despair
as once again
I am denied knowing
who you are

nice. . . . .

ohhhhhhh, I hadn't seen this one when I saw you in chat last night, it's beautiful.

xx your official stalker ;)

Very beautiful and a complete sense of longing, then sadness. I like it. :)