I want to write poetry on the moon with the stars, I want to warm the coldest hearts with a simple smile. I want to bring the upmost pleasure. while I was dreaming I was blessed in meeting you. I want to sleep so that I can be enwraped in your scent of sensual desire. through my writing I am remembering you. shall I continue to write? I want to confess of my dreams of laying kisses on your pillow as you whisper to me your fantasises. take a second to day dream so that we can  have just one more second alone with each other. it feels as if it has been forever. I know you miss me. I miss you too. you have been gone to long. longing, needing, wanting. craving to have your finger tips down my spine just one more time while I was dreaming of being in your embrace. a slow, steady easy pace was placed in the beats of the song. You on the edge of your seat in every word that appears on the page. lay, rest your eyes in float off in to a deep sleep so that you can meet me in a secret. no one there just you and me. tell me what is it that you dream of. Reaching the point of climax within another relm as you kisss me, touch me, please me, scream. leave me to awake from the best dream of my life to be comforted with your kisses left on my pillow. tell me so that I can  make dreams reality and faith the truth. what happened while you were dreaming

dreams can come true, believe me