The man of my dreams

He reveald himself to me, raching with thin jet warm strings. showing me trust, love, hope and lust, a futer in the making. Responssive i reveald myself, opening up a closed door. Our love, dreams and anticipation flowing free. But for that i could not reach to hurt and chained to the past. He gave me everything i wanted, everything that i would ever needed. The best possible matterial, but the forge was crippled down.