The last time around, Leslie did not think that my dream was very dreamy, so decided to try a reprise. I decided to make it naughty, in a conventional manner.
She comes to me in the dark of night, She looked at me with a face so white. I screamed and woke the ghosts that haunt, And disturbed them in their nocturnal jaunt.
She smiled at me with her bloodless lips, And walked to me, with her swaying hips. She opened her mouth, she seemed to bite. Oh no, I don’t give up with out a fight!
She smiled at me, with her teeth so sharp, Her nails are claws that scratch out the dark. She wants my blood, says it feeds her lust, And bit my neck, my world went bust.
I woke up suddenly, with a horrific yell – And looked around, at my daylight Hell. Oh, thank thee Lord, it was a daydream, But, damn thee Satan, I love her, I scream.
I am the dreamer, I am my dreams; It’s her bite I love, I’m crazy, it seems. This daylight world, I give to thee; I want the dark, the dark is me.
Now that isn’t exactly dreamy either but I got quite a chuckle from it. It is a daydream and I do like it.
Leslie
Well, the theme was ‘daydream’, and I attempted the challenge of a reprise!
Daydream it is!
Leslie
It is!
😉