I am living in a beautiful lost world with madness dancing in my eyes. With my ears down to the ground, I hear a very gentle sound of a beautiful lady making me dance on her melodies. I experienced an island in her eyes and a country in her smile. I touched her thighs and death smiled, arousing my bushed emotions and acclivitous feelings.
I can’t see her around as reveries create physical aloofness. She whispers in my ear as I stare at her physical beauty and emotional hang ups. Her smile is contagious and can kindle energy in any dead soul. Illusions are always mischievous fulfilling all the hidden desires in an incessant manner.
I don’t believe in illusions, I believe in reveries with all my senses reacting and contradicting to so call logical mind sets. A deep sigh, with a white stick in my hand and smoke all around, I feel relaxed and comfortable listening to my girl’s voice.
This is a reverie but a beautiful one.
Solitary thoughts...a fantasy beautifully portrayed...you don't believe in illusions but you believe in reveries???but reveries are more believable,more real coz they are fantasies n dreams created consciously by one's ownself but illusions are often created to delude or deceive n lack the 'feel good' factor of a reverie!!!
ReplyDeleteEmotions expressed very well despite the 'aura' of 'aloofness'!!!