Lips

Fingers gliding over skin. The goose bumps rising across skin. Heavy deep breath shuddering in my chest. The fingers digging in and massaging skin and muscle. The feel of hot lips on cool skin. Like flame finding it's way into the core of me. Every movement down my body brings me closer. My heart races. Everything in me pulses in time with throbbing between my legs. Shivers and shudders down my spine. Mouth finding it's way lower still. Claiming  ownership everywhere that it touches. The sweet chill after the mouth moves on. Feeling everything sliding and moving together. Rocking in frustration. Fingers digging for something that's not there. Then with a final kiss of the lips. I am there, through and undone. With nothing left. Spent. I wake sobbing.

The First Of Many Dreams

Feeling the weight on my legs like lead. I can't run any more and my lungs feel like they are on fire.  The dark shadows of the shadow dogs are all around me. No matter where I go I can see them.  They even cross over into my waking state. Sometimes I'll see them laying in the shadows. Looking there waiting for something to happen. As I turn in the dreams I can hear the voices. As it is often in dreams I can't tell what's being said or by whom. I can feel the harsh cold earth beneath my feet. Walking on my toes as if in the darkness it will help me to be more stealthy. My legs and back hurt. Yet there is part of me that nags me in the dream. How can things hurt if I'm dreaming?

Then the fear is back... fear that sends me flying. I find myself in a store of some sort. Looking through the lanes. Trying to see things. Feeling the fear take over with a sense of urgency that I need to find the way through and out. It's then that I hear them... growling low and seeking through the shadows.

They are on me clawing.. bitting..

I wake. Sweating... with huge bruises on my forearm and bicep.