68. The T on my Dreams

The beautiful mermaid I dreamed with, often spoke to me with a harmonic voice that immobilized my body and even my thoughts, her charming eyes and her delicate, soft, pink lips would always capture my sight with just a small glance. I could never kiss her not even once, how could I such a divine touch not even in fantasy land. I would wake up every night with her face impregnated in my mind, wondering who she was, what was her name, when would I meet her, when will I kiss her. Now I know it was you...