Dream State
 

As I lie here in the light of a silvery moon,
My mind travels where only parted couples go,
I reach out for you; my body strung tightly in tune,
To your mental caresses that make me glow.
 

I feel you touching me with gentle fingers,
You are the artist, I am the clay,
The sensation from your deft stroke lingers;
You delight as I respond to your touch and obey.

I reach out and pull you in with gentle whispers,
As my body silently screams for release,
You tease as you touch me with your whiskers,
My cries of pleasure intensify and increase.
 

Our bodies move together and become one,
Waves of emotion and sensation wash over us,
Increasing until we are blinded by the sun,
Of endless bliss; content within our success.
 

I turn to cuddle inside your warm embrace,
Turning suddenly cold with the realization,
My bed has become a longing empty space,
Thinking of you fills it once more to satisfaction.
 

March 15, 2004