My Dream

My Dream

Its's early in the morning
and I am laying in my bed.
Wild exotic visions of you
are dancing in my head.

The visions are so real,
I feel your breath upon my face.
Your hands upon my body,
your fingers begin to trace.

I inhale a familiar scent,
the conditioner in your hair.
And a waft of your perfume
as it lingers in the air.

I see the light within your eyes
as the sun begins to shine.
I pull you to me closely and revel
in the fact that you are mine.

Our bodies touch so gently
the softness makes me groan.
I kiss your lips so tenderly
and my hands begin to roam.

Down your arms I travel
and slowly to your back.
I gently trace them downward
to that soft and lovely crack.

I grip your bottom tightly
as my lips travel to your nape.
Your body is driving me insane.
My nails I begin to rake.

I feel you press against me
your body responds to mine.
I wrap my leg around you
and our bodies they entwine.

To tell one from another
an impossible task indeed.
As your hands are on me and
my arms around and in between.

My heart is gladly soaring
as my love for you explodes.
And I feel your body tighten
when your juices start to flow.

You hold me oh so tightly
and it is my name that you scream.
And slowly I awaken
to find this really is a dream.