He comes up behind me
his hands sweeping my neck.
Slowly he caresses my shoulders
whispering in my ear.
Sliding his head down,
he tenderly kisses my neck.

I can feel my body responding
to the thrill of his touch.
The reflection of his loving gaze
meets my eyes through the vanity mirror.
I offer him a shy smile
as he moves his hands to cup my breasts.

Curiously I watch our reflection
of the passion heighten between us.
Astounded by the exquisite moment
that both of us are sharing.
Tears form in my eyes
as I realize the joy of being loved.

Gently taking my hand,
he leads me to our place of pleasure.
Only then do I wake and discover
the dream of my heart unfolding.
Wondering if my deepest desire
will ever become my cherished reality.