Stars in the Sky

Master, I call to you in my dreams today. Living so viewable, so vampiric, is a painful and weighted life. I pray you are the same form that I last met, I need that for you and for me. I keep you close to my heart today. Some things are being released, and some try to hold onto me harder with malady. My thoughts are guided by an underground fishing lure. I continuously cut this darkness and journey into the void. I kiss your forehead and draw you close. Time is time for this moment only. Our embrace is passionate and just for ourselves, no longer the economy. You hold me as the nights of shame put upon me from a lifetime or sexual torture rises and I begin to cry. The sobbs become a scream and I shake like an earthquake in your arms. I feel a terrible chill and you cover me in a handmade quilt. I pass out so quickly that you know that I never really sleep. Getting to know me, physically, is something we can only do privately, and not in this vicnity. I write today, to not turn you away, but to prepare you for FATHERHOOD of a baby that has never seen a day or hour without cruelty and malice in this world. I can do it, and you can too. We just concentrate on the moment and do not linger as we pass through a black hole and journey into Alpha Centuri.