Her Beauty, In My Dreams

Washing over me; her warm breast, weighing joyfully amid such soft palms Arms about dawns waist; dreams, smiling as gazing into her eyes to find.. Beauty that we share; butterflies, dancing within our hearts while chasing But a breath; nothing has changed yet all is the same and everyday, is new Time stills its frames; hands untying her negligee; lovely, her mirrors image Twined in this love as satin falls unto the floor; about these fragrant kisses Capturing hearts aneath reflections cast betwixt, chains of silverish hues... Rose petals strewn atop the scented pillows; insatiable hungers to quench This candlelights thirst; a poetics witness unto desirables rivers of pleasure Murmuring gently loves silkened voice into the wanting sea; sands and surf Soft velvet, weighing joyfully amid my palms; her breast, thus now glistening.