The Symphony Of DreamscapesA Poem by Nipplegrinder
The sound of your voice echoes sweetly as I dream.
The sound of your gentle footfalls reverberate in my mind as you make your way to me. The sweet song that is your laugh languidly plays on loop providing the soundtrack of this most exquisite dream. The cadence of your breathing, the meter and rythym. The moans and sighs as we writhe, the crescendo of our symphony. The exstacy of our shared release, the thunderous tympany conclusion. The silence as we lie spent is my favorite song. A most pleasant way to begin the day is the realization that this dream will come true. I simply reach over. You are next to me. © 2017 Nipplegrinder |
StatsAuthorNipplegrinderSt. Louis , MOAbout50 year old Gentleman. I write a lot about love. And I write about BDSM. I love to write erotic poems. But, I like to think I do it in a tasteful way. I like to read and review the works of the many.. more..Writing
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