The Dream

Adrift on a tranquil sea of turquoise,
This body does dream, full of poise,
My mind flashes full of sensuality,
Seeking no return to reality.

Dancing among the sheets I do dream,
He touches me here, bringing a scream
Of enduring passion, his name on my lips,
And a moistened heat between my hips.

Reaching to draw him into my frame,
He obliges me like a moth to a flame,
His body melds to mine in warm embrace,
Long legs wrap around him and enlace.

Our movements draw us ever nearer,
Minds joined as one, never clearer,
Bodies bathed in sweat wanting more,
As hands move to entice and explore.

Limbs start to shake with mounting need,
Tensing muscles then a release of seed,
As our orgasmic pulses spread like fire,
Swirling lights dancing, a fulfilled desire.

Then I awaken, lost in the dream state,
My hands move to find him, my mate,
He is there; it wasn't a dream at all,
My body belongs still to him in thrall.

May 2003