dream log

i touch your smooth skin,
you inhale deeply,
as if to savour my touch.

You look into my eyes,
and we smile.

You let me touch your firm breasts.
Man, it's been a while.
We should've done this a long time ago.

Roadtrip now, into the night,
talk with parents, get in fight,
but it's ok, i feel i'm right.
with family there's no need to spite.

I wake in a daze,
in a dark and cold place.
I am, of course alone.
I dare not use my phone.

Why is it that,
when i'm asleep,
i've got so much,
more to reap.

The pupil is ready,
where is the master?
I've been going to slow,
i want to go faster.