The Room

 


Where am I ?
Who is this women?

The walls are dark there is no light
No sound echos round the room

Her naked body caresses mine
Her mouth seeks my flaccid member.

I enter her as she mounts,
She rides me like a jockey.

With sensuous and  thrusting strokes,
The climax comes  too soon

I am confused, I cannot see.
She is no longer in the bed;
Was she real , do I know her?

Gradually  there is light
The walls  and window are like mine
Is this bed the one I own?

Awake; I realise that I have been dreaming
Will I ever know her again?