A Dream too real

When I seal my eyes
The obscurity surrounds me…

Moisture begins to creel all over my body
And I’m being caressed to the brink.
Hands are so vagrantly touching me that
My fount of nourishment is being awaken.
extending over me and drawing yourself up
Then dropping again medially between my extremities.
Your lips are feathered across the sacral
And ardor spreads from this nethermost region
I clench the layers of fabric as a peak is reached.
I descent into vertiginous.

Precipitously kisses are then adorned upwards.
Tenderly brushing the tips and
Wittingly taking a lick across them, relishing in the softness.
Drawing it in while manipulating the other.
Moving toward the sky lips are once again
Grazing across the smooth skin.
Tasting salty wetness while following the lines to the mouth
And Locking onto my lips.

I encircle your frame, while encumbrance is compelled upon me.
Decisively then, pushed into without stopping
Sighs escape and delight emanates from the boudoir.
Surely the essence is insistent on being unbound
So my hips press forward uncontrollably at every onslaught
These actions amass the crucial point again and again
Finally sparking and letting go of a confound numbness
That Inexplicitly drowns my whole self.
A crashing escapes my soul and breathlessness takes over,
As if you have captured me entirely.

Relaxed now, I lay back
And release the obscurity
Then realize I am alone…

What a dream to witness,
It felt so real, and the air still comes slowly
And never deep enough…

Stupefied I wonder if it really was nothing
But a moment of pure imagination.