Dream

In my dream you came to me,
Soft as summer breeze.
Your arms they wound around me,
And so weak were my knees.
Your lips like the sweetest drug,
Claiming me, possessing me...
Your hands, they sought.
Mine echoing in return,
Wanting to savor the feel of you
Different texture of woman to man
My heart pounding erratically.
Wanting so much to put feeling into deed.
To show you with my body how much you truly mean.
My eyes aflame,
Your neck, I want to claim it.
Too much, too much
I whisper "Please".
Every touch like music
Shimmering in the air
Feather light
Soft, then ..
Building in urgency
You lead,
I lead,
Hands gripping mine
Trailing fire
Teeth sinking into flesh.
I wake,
Fevered.
Your name leaving my lips
On a sweet exhalation.
Oh Dream!
Make yourself reality.

perhaps your a poet and don't know it. your good

Thank you Tate. 🙂