In My Dreams

A Sexual Fantasy

— By Osiris

At night I go to sleep. And I dream. Where am I? My surroundings feel familiar, but all I know for certain is that it is nighttime and the air is warm. Then you emerge from the darkness. Nude, with small amounts of body paint skillfully painted on your bare skin, sprinkled with glitter. Have I met you before? A stranger I maybe passed on the street? Surely, my mind alone could not have created anyone so beautiful. I am warmed by your smile and soon, I am lost in your eyes.