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Rapture Is Your Game

Posted by Kaleidoscope on November 5, 2005

written by: Judy Abbott

Dearest,

In the middle of my sleep, I woke up from killing pain in my legs, which I couldn’t stand on. Running to my pills, I first took some sips of water. I didn’t know what time it was, but I felt I needed to sleep more. Back in bed I tucked in myself where I realized I had been thinking of you all that time, all I could hear was your voice, your image in my head refusing to relax and your loud laugh ignoring my tiredness. I really thought you were with me in bed and helping me take those pills until I realized the sun was already out and my fast was broken and you weren’t next to me. You were nothing but a loud noisy dream capturing my brain.

Your voice is still humming in my head rupturing me with the power of your eyes and that weird smile of yours. Why did you smile that way? That powerful smile that I cannot forget. It wasn’t only a seductive smile but it had that devilish heat that burns my flesh while it cheered up my heart. Those eyebrows said a lot too; some were lies and others could be trusted. Why were you in my dream? What are you trying to tell me?

I dreamt of living in your ravishing world. Then this person came to you, who was actually another exact copy of you but with a different look, who tried to attack my strength and to weaken my powers. Surprisingly, you advised him to control his hunger because you considered women to be dangerous and not easy to handle.

Women took great parts of your life as much as your voice did to my soul. The only difference between the two is time. In less than a week, you have captured my ego. Like a little kid, I have run to your arms. A look into those eyes has tendered my inner child; to want; to express. The deepness in it though has increased my temper which has teased me to release my passion. I surrender with every word you say, and with every single letter in them. You have turned me head over heels.

Would you please release me and ooze my soul?

My veins are lacking your oxygen.

© COPYRIGHT JUDY ABBOTT 2005
Image copyright © Dzanetos Andros / Minos Six Art & Design 2005. Used with permission. minos6

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