What the Mind Yearns

listening to the steady beat of her heart  
trying not to fall asleep
I focus on her quiet humming
the feel of her fingers in my hair
gently pulling, stroking  
long tan legs wrap around me
trapping me in there golden warmth
flesh against flesh
nuzzling against her neck
I breath in her essence
run my tongue against the invisible
seams that hold her soul together
beautiful, simply beautiful
was all I could think
this heat
this love we generate
was almost to much to bare
but I wasn't ready to let her go
even if it was only a dream
painted by my own lonely mind
I was to selfish to wake up
and find myself alone
hugging the pillow
that should be her body
pressing against mine
If only she knew how much
I yearned to hold her
feel her hand in mine
then maybe just maybe
she wouldn't be just a fantasy
someone who finds me on my dreams
she would be mine
a gift wrapped reality




* As I sat with my feet in the pond today I thought when will I get that one person who makes me happy who makes me smile? when will I get to fall face forward into love? Silly right? Anyways I was inspired ^ Hope you all enjoy *