I have a mental picture.
It's what I dream of you.
I know I've never met you and know that you're not real.
Covered in a black veil, your outline showing through. Draped over the peak of your *******, to the revene between your thighs the more I try to focus my heart beats out of time.
I watch you touch your body, fingertips at first, moving slow and rhythmic your mind is somewhere else.
I move to kiss your lips the veil is In between, I run my hands  to yours and touch your inner being.
I feel my fingers wet your swollen lips invite me, your mouth is open wide.
You're beconing to kiss you and slide myself inside.
I pull the veil away my head between your thighs, I want to make you ****** and make you feel alive.
I feel your legs aside me, nylon clad In black, I want to be inside you, legs wrapped around my back.
Two become one as we ****** and writhe, our fingers entangled you stare into my eyes.
You push me to the side and roll ontop of me, you sense we are close where one from two will be.
You pin my arms down my fingers twisted tight riding there above me holding me inside.
You feel my body shaking as you begin to rise, then both of  us are lost and hold each other tight.
So if you are that woman with lips of ruby red I hope tonight in dreams you take me to your bed.