Electric Dreams

In my dream, a welcome sight You come to see me overnight We cuddle up, you're on my lap But not to rest or take a nap I smell your Baccarat perfume A scent that sends me to the moon What Happens Next, Always, Bluebird A whispered kiss that's barely heard Perceived, a graze, I barely touch My lips to yours, not obvious Just close enough, the juices flow A pulsing current starts to grow Don't rush now, patience, let it build A slow burn leads to being thrilled Let's take our time, it's not a race Allow me to control the pace