Night Visions

The restless hour
before retiring this body
to the celestial comforts
gliding through stars and planets
into the landscape of dreams
 
But I'm not quite ready
this cock pleasantly
drifting against the fabric
of soft pyjama bottoms
teasing me hard
 
Flashback to the lipstick smear
after that night
remaining on my bare cock
the following morning
as I relieved myself
 
The Pinot Noir had been a wise purchase;
that third glass taking her
to a place of bold liberties;
stroking me  
under the glare of a city streetlamp
manipulating me in a myriad
of innovative ways
to get another inch
 
Satisfied with the progress
catching me with my eyes closed
the cushion of those plump lips
and the slow slurp
pulling me into  
that ravenous mouth
the heat of her breath
slicking my shaft
in that controlled expertise
and gaining just a little more
 
No wonder I can't sleep
when erotically haunted
in the glory of this past sensation
 
a constant culprit
between the hour of ten and eleven
 
But I will resist
the impulse to deal with it
because sometimes those dreams
are worth the wait.