I don't have *** dreams.
I don't get ******* in my sleep,
Much less in daylight.
but I do get a sort of
Nocturnal comfort.
I have love dreams.
Dreams where beautiful men
Men with dark eyes
Bedroom eyes
Love me
Ache for me
Chase after me
As a gentleman does.
Last night I had one.
He loved me
He wanted me
He thought I was
The epitome of feminine perfection
And beauty.

I think I get these beautiful dreams
Instead of wet dreams
Because I don't know what an ****** is
But I do know
Exactly
What love is.