You come to me in the middle of the night.
Like a vapor of mist you envelop my senses.
Your softness surrounds me
And your scent sends my senses reeling.
Stroking, touching, you explore me.
I tremble as I reach to touch you.
I feel my blood coursing through my body.
You build an exquisite heat
as you tend to my fire.
The blankets lay in a tumbled heap.
Our bodies entwined can get no closer.
Your lips touch my breast and the rush
washes me away.
I want you NOW.
I can't hear a sound around me
except for my own moans of pleasure.
You continue to stroke my innermost places
as the passion builds.
You whisper softly into my ear
as you bring me to my peak.
I touch your warmth and feel you respond.
Our bodies tighten into an arch
as our breath comes in rhythmic gasps.
Its here, our time is here.
We are one with each other
in an intimate dance of pleasure.
The earth shudders as time stands still.
You stroke my hair with tender hands.
I open my eyes to see your face
only to find.....
you were the vapor I first imagined.
My perfect woman who has not yet come.
I feel saddened but only for a moment,
Because I know you were dreaming of me too.
It was me, who made you cry out tonight,
if only in your dreams.
You're out there, waiting.....I will find you.
Until then, you remain,
My Fantasy.
© Judy Sammons
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