walk softly into my dreams
and wake me not
speak gently to my heart
and leave a kiss upon my thoughts
write words of comfort
upon the wall of my soul
and leave as you came
and wake me not

i have  always wanted to be the
the hand inside your blouse
warm, caressing
i have always wanted to be
the head beneath your dress
under a desk
i have always wanted to be
the warmth between your thighs
and fulfill your every craving
i have always wanted to be
the chest that you would sleep on
while i caressed your hair
all night long

when does the cold wind
stop blowing
the frost that lays upon the earth
and the long winters night end
when the first rose blossoms
radiant , soft
and the sun takes notice
for winter ended within myself
when i first took notice
of you
radiant , soft
and then the warmth of summer
fell through your smile

even in her latter years
she moved like a girl
skipping
hiding her face
single handed
blushing
a man passing by on the street
said
how attractive she was
ah endearments
the fountain of youth
pouring forth
from our lips