Soothe

In the moments before dusk  
night in a struggle with the day  
dreams they do say  
   
dancing into reality  
the red light district  
flickers on high alert  
   
she, backs into me  
a soft velvet touch  
embarking me involuntarily  
to thrust    
my chest closer  
to those simple breaths  
slow and so sweet  
rendering me complete  
   
here's where I dream  
or so does it seem  
a memory or want  
to endow her my pride  
an encompassing ride  
stirring, echos in time  
   
a morning of lust  
urged to surface  
thrive  
brazen and bare  
not coming up for air  
   
spring undresses the moon    
surrender takes many turns  
lasting sips
soothe