The Dreamer and Her

I open the door

Stepping inside the dark room

Dropping my bags and parchments

The day passing sluggishly

Never wanting to end.

My body struggled against me

As I feel through the darkness

Into resting arms

Of the lovliest figure.

I say figure

For I saw no face

Only an empty smile

And the waves of black silk

That rested atop the head of

This precious specimen.

She held onto me

Carrying me through the darkness

And into the light.

Candle light to be precise

Her black gown hugging her body

As I wished to do to her.

She sat me down

And went to the other side

Of the table that appeared suddenly.

And just suddenly as it appeared

It began to grow in length

Putting a distance between us.

I struggled to free myself

But alas,

I was teathered down

In this chair.

She disappeared with the gown

Enveloping her and the candle light

Surrounding me in darkness

Having me jump awake.

The sweat was starting,

The tears however were real

And having been long since

Flowing from my eyes.