Night Prayer

Now I lay me down to sleep
Hope and wish that he will creep
Into this bed, into my dreams
Make me so wet
 that I may cream
I’ll turn to my side
Give him my back
Take a deep breath
Wait for that tap
A knowing tremor
Do I feel
As a warm hand
He tries to conceal
A cup
A squeeze
A pull to please
If I should die
Please can he take
The quivering  urge
To slake this ache
The minute the thought
Slipped through my mind
His hand delved in
 the crease of my behind
He went to a place
He never explored
I grabbed my pillowcase
He pushed into my core
I squeezed
He pushed
That how it began
Till I tumble
Which was the plan
I wanted to turn
To take a look
But in the end
He gave and I took.

Night!