I dreamed the dream that made the darkness quiver; I dreamed the dream that made my heart filter. His eyes so cryptic, so black, so utterly... inviting. I dreamed the dream that ended all pain, I dreamed the dream and shattered all logic and cast the shadow upon my existence. His hands were cold to the touch his glare piercing through my soul or what was left of it. My mind told me to run but my heart denied my body the satisfaction of being a coward. But was this the same dream that once filled me with fear and confusion? It didn’t matter now; nothing mattered now more than his hold over me. I didn’t want this to be a mere dream, I want this reality, I wanted HIS reality. His lips whispering whimsical wonders into my soul, words that danced around in my head making my heart weaken. I once feared the dark but now it was comforting, gentle and deadly. His lips caressed my neck; any resistance was ineffectual electricity coursing through my veins, his smell intoxicating. His eyes wrenched open my soul leaving me bare and exposed, yet I felt no shame, no fear just longing, I longed to be with him. And then he was gone, his hold over me broken but i wanted more. Indeed this was a dream, but a dream I would be sure to make reality I wanted his love I wanted his pain for my dream this dream would soon become... our dream.