Nocturnal Witchcraft or Erotic Dream??
A dream of you, my conjured joy,
Steals you within a breath of me.
Your eyes, your words, your warmth, all mine,
Insinuate reality.
Your image plucked from restless sleep
To share faithless communion,
Slides through my flesh to wrap my soul,
Devoured in searing union.
Your presence soaks beneath my skin;
Tantalising clarity!
My kisses wet on tawny skin
May heat you to ferocity.
Your image tangled breathes a sigh,
With closing eyes, you win again.
All substance fades beneath my reach,
And wakes me to oblivion |
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