Dreamworld muse

sitting on the edge.. looking into what seems like a mirror made of dark waves.. reaching my hand down.. a floating piece of something.. I see it.. looking so familiar.. grabing the picture somehow finding its way back to me, i feel my heart beat quicken and my pulse strum underneath my skin.. a feeling of the known.. i close my eyes and breathe in.. millions of shapes, colors, images and feelings race through my mind.. overload... every dream, hope, and, wish.. all rushing as if stuck in never ending traffic that has finally ended.. No time to waste.. feeling every emotion, every sense of passion..

I trace the picture.. From ur heavenly eyes to ur kissable lips.
how i long to get lost in ur dark icy heaven... 
with just one wish.. you are my muse.. my creativity flows from my heart down to my fingertips.. i look more into your eyes and see a future.. I feel my heart quicken as i realize i will give you all of me and expect nothing of you... you are but a dream to me.. my angel of twilight... the most uncanny figment of my lost and passionate imagination... the tears my heart cries.... 

As i feel myself waking and loosing every piecce of you.. i hold on tight.. I feel myself shaking... I lash out and wake myself from this dream world i so desperately find my self lost in night after night... to keep myself from screaming out...  i keep my mouth stitched... shut tight.. and my wrists cuffed together above my head before i fall into a deep slumber... Just to see you again......