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Dream within a Dream
Created in a dream,
he steps through the haze
standing before me
a fantasy.
I close my my eyes
so I might imagine his touch.
Surprised to feel him
solid against me,
no illusion.
I look up only to fall into his gaze
deep and meaningful.
His smile radiating warmth.
He takes me into his strong
capable arms,
and a feeling comes over me
that I am safe.
Cared for.
I give in to trusting him,
and let the walls fall away,
opening my heart
to possibilities.
He pulls me closer,
whispering words of affection
with such sincerity
that I forget to breathe.
His hand brushes my cheek,
grazes my shoulder,
caresses my breast,
and he wraps around me,
holding me firm against him.
He kisses with intensity.
A glimpse of the passion he has to give.
My entire being answers to his touch.
Desire awakens within me.
He lays me back,
exploring the contours of my body,
sending shock waves of pleasure
as he kisses his way down my curves.
My mouth eagerly tastes
the salty sweetness of his skin.
Hands glide across the smooth surface
of his muscled form.
He reacts to me with fervor,
and we fall deeper into each other.
I rise and fall
to his touch.
His tongue licking moist
sensuous trails
that leave my skin alive
and electric.
Fingers probing with purpose,
He finds me wet with longing.
I tremble and open
beneath his rigid perfection.
Fully aroused
he penetrates.
I gasp,
unaware that someone could fill me
so completely,
body and soul.
Magic rolls over us
as we move with need.
We are consumed in this moment.
The fire that builds between us
burning hotter and more ravenous
as our rhythm keeps time
to the quickening pace of our hearts.
I hold tight to him,
afraid he may fade away
before the night has given us
our rapturous conclusion.
Nothing holds any meaning
as the climax comes.
I shatter and burn
Blissfully!
Warmth spreads inside of me
as his soul mingles with mine
in his release,
leaving traces of fever
that I will find no cure for
but to be with him again.
Though morning melts away my dream,
daytime does not diminish my thoughts of him.
As night descends
I anxiously await his touch.
he steps through the haze
standing before me
a fantasy.
I close my my eyes
so I might imagine his touch.
Surprised to feel him
solid against me,
no illusion.
I look up only to fall into his gaze
deep and meaningful.
His smile radiating warmth.
He takes me into his strong
capable arms,
and a feeling comes over me
that I am safe.
Cared for.
I give in to trusting him,
and let the walls fall away,
opening my heart
to possibilities.
He pulls me closer,
whispering words of affection
with such sincerity
that I forget to breathe.
His hand brushes my cheek,
grazes my shoulder,
caresses my breast,
and he wraps around me,
holding me firm against him.
He kisses with intensity.
A glimpse of the passion he has to give.
My entire being answers to his touch.
Desire awakens within me.
He lays me back,
exploring the contours of my body,
sending shock waves of pleasure
as he kisses his way down my curves.
My mouth eagerly tastes
the salty sweetness of his skin.
Hands glide across the smooth surface
of his muscled form.
He reacts to me with fervor,
and we fall deeper into each other.
I rise and fall
to his touch.
His tongue licking moist
sensuous trails
that leave my skin alive
and electric.
Fingers probing with purpose,
He finds me wet with longing.
I tremble and open
beneath his rigid perfection.
Fully aroused
he penetrates.
I gasp,
unaware that someone could fill me
so completely,
body and soul.
Magic rolls over us
as we move with need.
We are consumed in this moment.
The fire that builds between us
burning hotter and more ravenous
as our rhythm keeps time
to the quickening pace of our hearts.
I hold tight to him,
afraid he may fade away
before the night has given us
our rapturous conclusion.
Nothing holds any meaning
as the climax comes.
I shatter and burn
Blissfully!
Warmth spreads inside of me
as his soul mingles with mine
in his release,
leaving traces of fever
that I will find no cure for
but to be with him again.
Though morning melts away my dream,
daytime does not diminish my thoughts of him.
As night descends
I anxiously await his touch.
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