I ALWAYS DREAMED NOW I KNOW

AS
I read your poems and
feel the magic they have
on my body, soul, and spirit,
I've fantasized about how
reality will feel.
Now I know how your
hands feel roving and
searching, finding, and
pleasuring in all zones;
oh,your mouth as you deep
throat the throbbing evidence
of wanting you.
The tightness of your receptive
vault of pleasure and desire;
to ride the waves of passion
into new and forbidden worlds.
NOW I KNOW.
WHY?
Because I dream you EVERY NIGHT.