"Touch the screen", listening to your voice, doing as I am told,
Half asleep, wondering what between us is about to unfold.
Hand touching hand, you enter me as a restless breeze,
Your image shimmers into my lonely night as you begin to please.

Destination complete,in the darkness of erotic bliss,
My darling of the night, our lips meet for a sensual kiss.
Dark paths of thoughts,is this a hallucination of dreamy delight?
Will we dance into the realm of our imaginations throughout the night?

Rituals of inconceivable passions create a dimension of need,
Binding me in your arms, past intimacies we will exceed.
Into my room we enter, all anticipation and emblazoned heat,
Intermingle with wanton yearnings and a deep love so sweet.

Your rough hands roaming up my silken thighs,
Spreading me wide, listening to my sensual cries.
Emotions engaged, the fire of passion slowly burns between us,
Our eyes meet in elated resplendence as we begin to focus.

Your tongue savoring the moist flavours of my lust,
Against your fingers probing my inner depths I thrust.
You melt into my body, penetrating my existance,
Fucking furiously, as you claim me with a reverence.

Heart and soul joined, rapid pulses, our bodies shake,
Erupting in violent spasms, driven by the love we make.
The ravaging fires that glow between us so bright,
Until the satiated dark hours kiss the morning light.

Is this just an effulgent dream that feels so real?
Cannot deny the pleasures that our bodies reveal.
Questioning, this fantasy as my mind begins to drift,
Looking under my pillow, I discover you left a gift....