How I Dream
Waiting in a dream of you
Laying across the softest satin sheets
Fully exposed mind and body
Looking like an angel so true
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting to take you to a place of ecstasy
Of bliss beyond your wildest fantasies
To ravage and make you feel whole
Down to your very soul
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting to taste your lips
To kiss every being of your body
To fill you with passion
With an animalistic fever that can’t be controlled
With needs that need not be told
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting to hear sounds escape your lips never heard
Your body writhing as yours meets mine
Our passions explode with abandon as we collapse
On these white satin sheets as my dream does lapse
Waiting…waiting…waiting
© Chris Chonos
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