He Or The Stranger That I Can Not See

26 Feb

Nuts, rythem, passion, play,stranger and ending with proper
are the words that the voices stated as I lay there on my bed and played

thinking of this special someone I hold dear to my heart and think of each day

invisioning us making love and passionate ties I lay there on that bed I did while they shouted and yelled this at that very time

this time I thought that was only mine making me laugh at each single word as it yelled each one as if in rythem to the thoughts of my mind

lying there alone I had still felt someone with me touching my nature of my own body

arousing my spirit I could not believe what it was I was seeing

was it all play in my moment invisioning he, or was it a ghost coming onto me 

when I had finally finished I laughed at this thought

as I focused some more and listened once more to the voice the call of the voices talking to me

He said as I then sat up in the bed Stranger

was it this stranger in my mind I had invisioned in time or was it this ghost of the voices yelling at me

I still find things funny somhow

yet now again in bed but yet this time with silence drawing in once more

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Posted by on February 26, 2011 in Uncategorized


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