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May happiness come on secret winds and surround you forever in the ways of beauty. These are my desires, a place to be open and create, a temple of magic, of wind and sensual desires. About Me Name: Isis View my complete profile Sex Blog Zilla Sensual Directory Recent Posts shaved vs not shaved keagen everyday objects tease mode design code needs help/fixed finding her way just a quick pic just one bite isn't enough or is it? indecent gone again? men and tight jeans Poetry Drizzle over blue glass Ancient Guardians Soul of a Dreaming Person Stories Teacher-Composer - Part 1 Teacher Composer - Part 2 Teacher - Composer - Final Chapter Lmeister Dream - Part 1 Lmeister Dream - Part 2 Lmeister Dream - Part 3 twisted Archives October 2003 December 2003 January 2004 February 2004 April 2004 July 2004 October 2004 November 2004 February 2005 May 2005 June 2005 July 2005 August 2005 October 2005 November 2005 December 2005 January 2006 February 2006 March 2006 June 2006 October 2006 November 2006 December 2006 January 2007 February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 January 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 February 2009 May 2009 September 2009 Links Beautifully Chaotic johnnyrotten moonlitnymph Credits Template Design by Shimmering Energy Designs Art by Artman Powered by: Blogger		Dream Muse :::: Saturday, February 17, 2007 could she write without her dreams? everynight he had come to her in her dreams delighting her with his ghostly form. And every morning she awoke strangely energized and satisfied and yet she couldn't put her finger on the transformation. As soon as she left for work, he would fall into bed in his physical exhausted form. It took lots of energy to be her evanescent lover but there was a plan he hoped. He once asked his mentor why he couldn't come to her in his physical form and the mentor said, "don't you know, you're the devil." He worried at the time of his mentor's comment, he couldn't be could he? Over time he realized he was the devil of desires not an evil devil but a playful energy source of desires. Thank god, she never made her bed, otherwise she might be suspicious of crumpled bedsheets as he lay there exhausted from the night before. He was instructed to start slowly, awaking her senses again through her desires. Last night, he started with slow kisses up her back just the way she liked it, slowly awakening her yearnings for passion and fire. Her dreams started out innocently enough and then her desire, her deepest darkest desire was to be with someone she trusted and have his hands around her neck while she rode the pony, not enough to choke her but to feel his hands, his power wrapped around her neck. Would this bring the devil out in him? He could feel himself starting to materialize before her with every deep thrust, every time her long hair grazed his chest, his hands went up to her neck pulling her down for a deep passionate kiss, he wanted her to know him, wanted her to see him and in her dreams he was there, she saw him in her dreams but she only thought he was a dream. He had to fight the desire to appear before her. Last night, he awoke to find her standing over him, not scared but delighted to find her dream muse was a real man, a real man that wanted her, a real man naked in her bed She needed him, he was her dream muse. Posted by SMD :: 11:18 PM :: 0 desires Post a Desire xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxxoxoxoxoxoxoxox