The darkness rolls in
and covers the landscape
like a warm blanket
blotting out all traces of light.

Staring up at the stars
slowly appearing across the black sky
I begin to whisper the phrase...
"I wonder where you are"
as I do every night.

As if in answer to my question,
A soft cool breeze stirs and
caresses my bare skin,
and my eyes flutter closed
as into my imagination
I soar.

Light gentle kisses at my shoulder,
a slight rearranging of my hair,
a whisper of breath along my exposed neck,
leaving me breathless and begging for more.

Heat rises from the depths of my soul,
burning intensely hot with want and need
as across my soft supple breasts
I feel your fingers graze.

Uncontrolable passion consumes me,
I melt under your expert touch
as waves of pleasure flow thru my veins
and all my thoughts all become a haze.

"Please" I begin in a deep raspy voice,
"dont stop, dont leave me again",
the wind rushes by
blowing leaves across the dry ground,
reminding me of where I am
and with that it is over.

I know one day this will all be real,
I know one day the erotic touches
I will feel, but for now I must be content
to share my mind with my fantasy lover

lilpet
12/3/03
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Wow!
Been there done that.
The imagination as strong a tool as knowledge itself, as it serves to protect, nurture, strengthen and guide us through out, an otherwise, chaotic and lonely life.
A nice read, and quite the journey.

Blessed Be!
Aiyana