Waking from my sleep,
turning, and there,
lying next to me is
my island girl.

Pulling back the sheet
I look on her body.
Unblemished with
silken skin
and fair hair.

Gently reaching
to touch her hair,
letting my hand
glide across her
cheek to her lips.

So soft
inviting and red
waiting for my lips,.
I move near
to kiss her.

As our lips
touch and I breath
in deeply,
and allow
my hand to slide.

Her body soft
to my touch.
We come together
as one,
but then I wake.

It was just a dream of my Island Girl.