The Visit

Deep in the dream, I see this mist
Chasing me.
I come to a wall, and this mist is
Facing me.
A voice calls to me from this mist and
Forces me
To heed the words that are to come
Informing me
Of my chances now to change this fate
Owning me....
Deep in the dream, I feel this mist
Holding me.
I can feel a chill, and this mist is
Scaring me.
A voice calls again from the mist and
Implores me
To hear the words that are to come
Cautioning me
To the dangers of honoring this fate
Possessing me....
Deep in the dream, I taste this mist
Kissing me.
I can feel warm lips, and this mist is
Filling me.
A voice whispers out from the mist and
Begs for me
To take the words that are to come
Warning me
To heart and try to expel this fate
Occupying me....