​The beckoning

“You want to see me, do you? Do you really want to see me? What if it is too much for you, to see me? How did you find me in this dream? How did you know where to look? You see, there are things I need to know from you. Before we make love, at least tell me your name. I think I know it already. Is it KAOS? Do you know my name? I won’t tell you if you don’t. We’ll make love but it won’t mean anything. But if you know my name, come on, it’s this way..”