Passion Of Dreams
Quietly we drift into slumber so deep,
In each others arms embrace as we sleep.
A kiss, a touch, heats passion of dreams,
Sweeps us away like the swift of a stream.
Passion flames with the touch of a hand,
With this delicate gesture then so it began.
As fingers entwine some magic occurs,
Igniting desire with less than a word.
From the very start I believed it to be,
Something imagined not what it seemed.
Then with first kiss our lips did so tease,
Hearts dance about, now they are free.
With every second the minutes did slip,
Flew by the hours in less than a skip.
Bodies caress til break of the dawn,
Its feel so right could it ever be wrong.
I hold for the moment we are again,
Turning a frown to largest of grin.
The time will come with the longest of wait,
my heart is set for that cherished date.