A dream I had.

I was walking around underground inside of a huge transit hub. It’s this place I have seen many times before in past dreams. You can say it’s a reoccurring dream and each time I go back the transit hub expands and I find new trains, new rooms, new stairwells, new bathrooms, ect.

Anyway I am walking down a hallway that has this monotone green theme. And this really good looking tall, dark and handsome guy comes up to me. (I have seen this man in my dreams once before).

This man reach’s for my arm and interlinks our arms together.

He can communicate to me without words that he is happy to see me but that we are in a hurry. I start to giggles and we run towards the train. I can’t feel the ground below my feet but I can see it.

I feel odd.

Like I am trying to recall something.

So this Guy I know and I see a train with a red stripe on the right side of platform.

Then I see a train to the left with a green stripe.

I pull away and point to the green striped train.

He smiles and let’s me know it’s the red one we need.

We get on the train and the poles are yellow.

This man wants to know why I feel as if everything is not right. He’s empathic and it’s scares me.

I tell him how everything seems real but it’s not and I don’t know why.

A woman walks in who is short, thin, with long dark wavy hair, huge almond eyes that change color. I want to be her. The woman gives off this sexual kind of vibe that I can actually see.

Two seats are available and she sits down and ask’s the man who was traveling with me to sit. Not with words but with her face. They sit next to each other and communicate like they are well seasoned lovers with one another.

I sit across from them and watch. I feel silent.

My friend looks over to me and smiles. I smile back. He makes a silly face and I laugh.

All of us leave the train and walk up stairs to the outside world.

We walk through a nice semi urban area to a house. The woman walks over to a group of people and they are all ecstatic to see her. The drink, smoke, and talk about doing crazy stupid stuff.

My friend grabs my hand and we walk up the stairs to a studio apartment like room.

We enjoy spending time together. I feel like this is not real. The space I am in the man with me. That’s it’s all not real.

We are looking at each other from different sides of a sofa. My man-friend stands up and walks over and drops to his knees next to me. I turn to face him and I start playing with his curly dark hair. It feels like silk. He looks up and smiles.

He reach’s for my face and places his hand on the side of my face. He gives me this kiss really light kiss that taste’s like pink lemon aid champagne. I feel drunk.

My man-friend wants to be my lover. The foreplay is awesome.

Anyway my wanna-be lover is ready for a frak and I stop him. I am not okay with having sex wit a figment of my dreams. The all of a sudden I feel something dark outside of the room. The man rush’s up out of bed and locks the door and he grabs a long pole.

He looks like a copper warrior is the nude and I feel my sexual ego kick in. In the mist of my worry I am pleased that I can attract such a beautiful man. It makes me feel good about my own physical apprentice.

We what and whatever it is calls for us.

It’s the first voice I have heard in my whole dream. The voice hurts my ears just a bit.

I cover them.

My man leaves and comes back a short time later.

He walks over and gets on top of me.

I reach down and touch his penis out of curiosity. He blush’s. I give him a look of shock and awe. I make the choice not to have sex and my would-be lover nods and gets off me. I fall asleep and then I wake up.