I felt your hot breath against my lids. It loomed over there until visions of your sensual lips against mine tainted my mind red. My orbs had blurred into the night but I could swear I saw your face in my mind vividly like a lucid dream. You were utter perfection. A heavenly guardian descended on earth to my aid. Piece by piece you came every night and put the shards of my broken heart in place. You trailed feather-like adoration kisses on my soul, showering it with abundant love. Each time putting apiece back where it belonged. Soon, my broken heart began to beat again and I knew that what I felt for you was beyond admiration. Every night you came in the guise of an angel but deep down, I knew you were something beyond that. A sinfully beauty luring me into the clutches of hell.
Should I stay away from you?
I shook my head every time at the thought. You were too good to be true and I hated that you were too perfect for me. Your tender caress over my face spread warmth over me. It gave me hope and joy. And I so yearned the day I would finally see your face. The last night you came again, you spoke for the first time and my heart quivered at your angelic voice. Lucifer himself you must be. I fell into an ocean of pleasure and I sought not to swim to the surface. Your lips touched mine. My mind, heart, soul and body froze. "Open your eyes." You commanded. I wanted to savor the taste of your lips but I could not deny how much I yearned to finally see your face with an eager heart, I opened my eyes only to find you were nothing but a dream.