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Breathing in the green smoke of the dragon again. It takes me on the edge of Death where all the pain melts away and dreams are born. My hungers wait, cold and staring through the sleeping dragon's breath.



I don't remember where I lost myself to along the way but I hope I can find her there, wandering lost somewhere in a land of smoky images. My veins feel dry and empty. Where are you my love?

You are making me shiver again to think about you and what you must look like. I imagine mostly the firelight and passion, the touch of your hand, the feel of your soul reaching inside of me, touching the darkest parts of me with your mind. Oh but I let you. . . it feels good. You bring me back down and take me where I want to go. You hold me in your arms like a kitten. I melt into you, I don't want to go. I feel your love inside me. No please don't go. The cold nights creep in. Loneliness grows with a cold hunger driven by a shard of glass heart aching for you. I collapse upon whisps of dark velvet and satin. . . sweating from the thoughts of you. I took care of that little hunger again. I give my pillow a little bite before curling over to sleep.