Intimate Wet Dream part 0.5
I had a dream last night :-
not a dream about when mankind can write ,
not a dream about when mankind can fly ,
not a dream about when mankind can touch the sky ,
not a dream about when mankind can simply die.
Is a dream thats only occur when we sleep ,
a dream that last only as long as we are asleep ,
a dream you wish you could remember but you simply don’t ,
a dream that at times you wish it wasn’t just a dream.
I wasn’t a holy guy , I wasn’t a badass either,
I do good deeds yet I am sinned,
my mind wasn’t dirty yet it is not clean,
but somehow up till lately I never had a wet dream.
When my friend or even my foe,
talks about having a wet dream,
all thats inside my mind was just emptiness,
as I just don’t understood what a wet dream is.
As time passes things do change,
I am not sure is it the weather,
I am not sure is it the surrounding,
but somehow just somehow things just change.
I really had a dream last night,
almost a wet and pervertic dream to be exact,
I don’t know whats coming to me,
but what I know is I nearly cum.
I dreamt that I was alone in a restaurant,
sitting by myself until I see her shadow,
appearing from the dark a face I could recognise,
oh my how suprised I was when she appear.
A face so familiar yet the feelings so distant,
as the moon replaces the sun,
our conversations goes from decent to wild,
hands touching, body sweating, lips kissing.
Dinner not the only thing serve on the table,
she made her move and I made my,
soon after we proceed to the chamber,
to do what a man suppose to do.