Bad Dreams.

Like a siren mating call, a torchlight in the darkness; a chemistry embedded within the human structure and DNA. Running through the veins with the deep crimson colored blood which supplies life, yet this substance is more vital and provides the luxury of euphoria.  A sweet taunt and endless haunting, bad dreams are only the labels of magical incantations. Words are like sweet kisses along the amples of one's weak sports. Achilles was ever as strong as his heel, and the human desire to be wanted and needed is just our burden to carry. A creation of a world which one does not know, lays within the confides of one's mind.  A pristine gift that is laced with the sweetness of one's passions, wants and needs. No infiltration of the mundane nor the awful in this  complex structure-built brick by brick with a simple instrument. Imagination and pining for a world navigated by the heart's true wish, and the mind resting. With no words to be utter but those said in a queen-sized space. Righteousness is just another word for inhibitions. loyalty is rewarding with endless tossals in silk sheets. Scars here are worn on one’s sleeve, hearts are carried in the palms of one's hand. Truth is the currency; unable to help oneself to forbidden fruit is not a crime. Left or right - directions are not needed, nor are instructions included. Everyone wants to be engulfed in their bad dreams; and some of us want our bad dreams to be the bad that ignite the fantasies. Light or dark, right or wrong, hot or cold, fantasies are the pioneers, the truth seekers and the ultimate climax.