Into my dreams my lover came
one night when I was lone in bed
his arms gripped my body tightly
and with his words my soul he fed.
With his kisses strong yet tender
he strung a cord within to quiver
and a melody began to stream
to fill my heart my skin to shiver.
His gentle lips cupped and suckled
like babes we played and rolled and babbled
thus his sweetness so enticed me
I longed to mount to ride and straddle.
Into my dreams my lover came
to lift me higher without restraint
a stormy mist of lust and fervor
enveloped me to cause me faint.
Upon awaking in a sudden
with dire need and love desired
I called my lover to return
to quench the flames that he had fired.
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©Yakira Shimoni Fulks
September 26, 1998 | Graymoor, IL
