Night's Passion

The candles burn their erotic light,
The incense intoxicates the room.
You look at me seductively,
whilst I stand statuesque across the room.
I feel the heat of your gaze as it pierces my soul,
My senses run wild on me,
I know not what to do.
Shall I give in to my desire and allow you to ravage me,
Or shall this seduction continue, this torture to be set free.
The insense is strong, as it fills my head,
my inhibitions are gone, every last thread.
I begin to undress and expose my vuneriblity to you,
You race across to hold me as a passionate kiss
ensues.
As Nights passion wears on and the Sun kills the moon,
I awaken from my awesome slumber to feel my head
still swoons
A wet wild dream this is starting to seem
I look down to see a mark upon my breast that tells me this was not a dream but reality.