As I Dream
Quiet moments of our deep love
trickling through the evening rivulet of moon
alight as softly as the dove
…as I dream
Your breath so close to my face
fervently seeking passion’s safe harbor
leading your lips and setting the pace
…as I dream
Your bold touch fulfilling its dearth
charting the curvatures of my being
docks as a ship finding her berth
…as I dream
I quicken and offer safe port
inviting your entry and sheltered mooring
as in true life, I am your willing consort
…as I dream
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