THE DREAM
(Adult Only)
Walking quietly through the musk scented pine covered field, I close my eyes and the breeze fills my senses. The enveloping warmth of the evening shadows caress me, and I relax. I let down my guard and allow my mind to wander free and take me places I long to be. The frogs croaking create a natural symphony that soothes the beast within.
A sense of security surrounds me. I feel safe, at home with the water lapping the shore, nourishing my soul with the rains of renewal.
I lie down in the soft moist emerald grass and listen to the stream rolling across the granite rocks. I close my eyes. The last rays of the evening sun snake lazily across the heavens. I sleep.
Suddenly my senses are completely alert. I open my eyes and sit straight up . . . I search the shadows looking for the presence I feel in the darkness. I call your name and wait for an answer. There is no one there . . . but yet I feel you . . .
I know your presence like I know my own name . . . it overwelms me with longing. Are you thinking of me at this moment or is it just me that feels the strings that bind stretching across the miles that separate us?
In a desperate attempt to ease my own growing frustration I slide a hand under the soft cotton material of my shirt. I shiver. The tightening of my nipples all I need to free me. Knowing I am fighting a losing battle I allow myself the pleasure of my own hand sliding up and down my body exciting my breasts to taunt bold peaks. I relax on the damp earth and let nature caress me as nothing else can except . . . you . . .
The evening grows late and the "whooo whooo whooo" of the owl in a nearby tree wakens me. The bushes stir beside me. Alone in the pitch black of night yet I am not afraid. I know your presence before I feel your touch. I let myself fall and hope only to never hit bottom without the feel of your arms wrapped about my soul.
I press my body's yearning to extreme and feel the hair of your chest against my nipples. I push you back on the ground and climb to that place I long to be.
Passionately pouring myself onto you and letting the touch I crave carry me off. Into the dreams for which I live.
The breeze brings a chill to my flesh, but the desire and heat of longing between us consumes me with the fires of renewal.
The voice in my mind whispers "I've missed you so" and ignites me as nothing else can. I slide your body within me letting what is between us form a place all it's own. Caressing your body with all of me. I desperately seek every part of you as a part of myself.
I let this fire burn deep through the night. Uniting past, present, and future in the bright morning light.
I awaken alone by the stream, dew dampened and satisfied. Knowing it was you coming home in my dreams.
My hope the future. My dream.
