I close blind eyes and slip into sleep,
My mind is so inclined to present me with dreams.
Blissful scenes, of something so sweet
Lips made of clouds and cotton candy.
Pillows for my own, for passion to hold
Tongues that twist, for lust to unfold.
Bodies made of heat, that melt into one
And moans that fill the air like a gentle song.
In the middle of the night, my thoughts of you become undone.

-SLuR