Dream Lover

A poem that just came to me...

My Dream Lover

His breath

The breeze of the ocean beneath my window

His hands

The tangled, silken sheets

portraying my most wicked of fantasies

His eyes

The silver of the moon

And his hair

The oppressive darkness sliding...caressing

My Dream Lover

A man with the making of reality

Made of substances that exist in my little mind-induced cove

The time for the sun is never a wanted but always a needed

For if the sun never came up

The longing that makes my moments so enticing, so fulfilling

will never be there for me to share with

My Dream Lover

Author's Note

The best reason for having dreams is that in dreams no reasons are necessary. ~Ashleigh Brilliant

Reviews

[Lorraine]

Amazingly descriptive. I was made to sympathize with your fantasies, however romanticized they seemed. It has a childlike feel to it, so much like dreams. Well done.

Keep Writing. ^__^

[Wolfwind Words]

Wow! That was amazing! The sensations pulsed from the words and wrapped around my mind!
I think this is one of the best pieces you've ever done E, I loved it through and through!

And when you wake, you seem to see two moon's rather than one....Then you realize they are the eye's of your lover gazing down into your own.

Great Write my Darkling!
Eternally Your's
Your Wolf