Esoteric Dreams of things...so real it seems.. to be drawn by invisible hands on ghostly canvas.
Visions of kisses and laughter never felt and never heard...but somehow...the imprint is stained on the fragile layer of the Hearts skin.
Wanting what is...but receiving what was. And neither satisfies the hunger that the soul desires...
Looking into eyes that show love...but their lips speak otherwise. Is there truth..within the lies.
Or is all this.....around Me a...disguise.
A shapeless entity taken Human form, dancing on the strings of My emotions and filling My mind with intoxicating music of illusions.
And...I dance.
And...I dance.
I dance with the Devil...to the sounds of Angelic tunes. Spinning freely and wildly around the room....
Till all around Me is nothing but a blur.
And blackness fills the room as if God blew out the candle of My Cerebral visions and I stand in the midst of My own self....
Folding the fabric of space..and time...
Reconnecting with My mind.
No longer there.
But not quite here.
Esoteric Dreams...
of what never was....
but I touched it....
I felt it...
because its branded in My...Soul.
E.c 27012012
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