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.
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