At night, I replay the sound of his voice inside my head.
So that when I fall a sleep, in my dreams I can be with him.
As I walk through the shadows of the night, I detect his face.
For the first time, I seem to be in the right place.
I reach for his large hands and he pulls me closer.
He lifts up my chin and I kiss his sweet delightful lips.
I glance into his seductive dark eyes.
An I know I am not alone.

My body starts to tremble.
As he runs his hands down the sides of my back.
My mind instructs me to relax.
But my heart won't stop beating so fast.
He notices the shaking.  Whispers in my ear.
Asks me, "is everything alright?
Explains to me that I have nothing to fear.

I take a deep breath.
His soft lips then stream down my neck.
Next, he removes my blouse.
Finding himself eager to kiss my perky breast.
My hand placed aside his face.
He lifts up his head and says,"Are you ready for this?"

I awoken from this dream.
Knowing things where not as the seemed.
I laid in bed, knowing those words were never said.
Cried that night because that touch wasn't real.
All fake and made up.
Just a fantasy.