a girl’s dream

I dreamed of you (making love to myself)  
I felt you surging inside  
Breathing my essence—warm, sensual  
gasping pleasure

Then, again, after you said “hi”  
(as I was high)  
I imagined you brushed my thigh…  
I stroked your face,  
slipped my fingers through soft hair,  
gently touched your lips with mine…  
My seeking fingers trickled down your long strong chest  
Tracing lines and curves  
Teasing  
Grasping  
Stroking  
Playing  
until my lips had left your lips,  
followed the path my fingers had drawn  
down to your pleasure  
to taste you for my pleasure  
to caress your swollen pulsing…  
ah…  
I moaned with missing you  
deep inside my waking dream  
I woke alone  
 
 
Later you said,  
“It was wrong of me” & I sighed  
 
 
Resigned  
I make love to myself  
Alone