AS I SIT AND WATCH YOU SLEEPING.

As I sit and watch you sleeping

I cannot help but think

that you are dreaming sweet and peaceful dreams

of tenderness warmth... and me.

 

Bright and golden crimson colored night

dapples you hair with specks of light,

while gentle tittle furls down

to kiss your head in passion.

Softly, with temptatious lust

I watch and learn about you

and envy the gentle fairy dust 

as it caresses where I would want to

How dare it brush your naked self with 

smooth and silky, strokes

that I can only dream of.

 

While I unconsciously absorb your mind,

the room fills with your substance,

I feel your breath, its potent power

for I am transfixed by

your rhythm, soft and strong.

 

If I should cover you in petals

of scented lily bloom

I’d climb inside your welcome arms

and let you hold me. But soon

I’d know that deep inside those angelic sleeping lips

live a hundred, hundred excess desires

of which I am not one.

 

So I will sit and watch you sleeping

yet I cannot help but think

that you are dreaming sweet and peaceful dreams

of tenderness, warmth... and me

(L.P.)