I Dream You Nude

I Dream You Nude

I dream you nude, olive hues at midnight's first stroke.

Desire is the shimmer of pale moonlight caught in the webs of your eyelashes.

The wind rises and falls with each breath you exhale on my flesh.

Earth moves slowly, tilting on the gravity of your lips--rich with kisses.

I dream you nude, steel against the softness of clouds,

All illusions of a summer day hiding behind your eyes.

My fingers tick away time with each movement of a caress,

Supple touch gliding over your steel, a decadent sin.

Storms shatter the night, as wind whips the pussy willow at my window.

But it doesn't fall into submission, nor do I let the storm delay my dreams.

Like a ship in ebony night, fighting against the song of sirens,

I do not abandon my crusade, for to dream you is to dream in bliss.

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I took a nap today--lazy Sunday. Actually a 3 hour nap! I dreamt most of the nap--but the one that clung to my lashes was a dream ...and in that dream I was dreaming about someone nude--hard body against my soft and pliable body--molding as only lovers can. There was passion in this dream and much sin. A meeting of two like souls--ones who understand that sensuality is what makes us human, what gives us confidence and feeds us. One day... I hope it to be dreamt into reality.