1/1/2012 A night feeling 。。。

The warmth of hands 。。。

The eyes full of passion 。。。

The touch of hearts 。。。

At night 。。。

While we all dream 。。。

Our soul travels 。。。

We travel through portals of mirror 。。。

We travel to places we used to be 。。。

To time we used to exist 。。。

Again we experience all 。。。

Feelings 。。。

Touches 。。。

Smells 。。。

Number of portals increase when the time flows 。。。

Nightmare comes when we accidentally step into portals where bad memory lies 。。。

Moments when we stab a silver dagger into other's heart 。。。

Places where we speak softly the word that kills 。。。

Darkness infects 。。。

In dreams 。。。

The seeds of darkness grow to become the tree 。。。

They become real 。。。

They haunt 。。。

They are the living dream 。。。

The dreaming life 。。。