IT SEEMED SO REAL
 
 

My little angel fell asleep...
quietly I tiptoe in to see you.
I brush the hair off your face,
you give a tender little smile...

so peaceful..in all your beauty...
I love to watch you sleep.
a wonder of love, a wonder of life..
all the best, wrapped up into one..

I hold your tender hand in mine..
I feel you squeeze it ever so gently,
I kiss you lightly on your forehead..
and a slight nibble on your ear..

you stir slightly..your smile broadens..
you squeeze my hand a little tighter..
and you continue off in dreamland..
with a content look upon your face..

I gently brush your lips with mine..
you seem to respond so slightly..
I kiss you lightly on nape of your neck,
and you move a little closer to me..
and squeeze my hand a little tighter...
and make a sudden little start...
when I take my lips away..

so what am I to do..I kiss and nibble..
just a little bit more..and more intense...
and I can suddenly feel your heat on my lips...
I feel AN ever so slight stirring in you.

As you move a bit closer still...
and you squeeze my hand a bit tighter...
I linger softly ...watching you..
you breath so comfortable..
you are sound asleep..
and yet you hold my hand so tight...

I kiss with passion on your neck...
down to your soft, sweet shoulders..
I feel you move beneath me..
in an easy way..seeking more..
I kiss your shoulders...round and round...
and back to your sweet, sweet neck...
I hear your breathing grow a little bit...
and you move closer to me still..

you pull my hand around your waist..
pulling me closer to you...
I feel the heat from behind you..
from your head to your TOE...

I nestle in so close to you...
my lips on your neck, your back and shoulders...
you are stirring now...and seeking me.

And I feel our heat growing..
my arm around your tiny waist...
I softly rub your tummy..
you move back closer to me..
and I move forward closer to you.
I feel your breathing very heavy..
and I know mine sounds the same...
I feel the backs of your hot thighs,
as they press into mine..and we are love.

My hand that is caressing your tummy...
begins to gently massage and explore...
we both are fully awake ...and quietly aroused...
AND THE DAMN DREAM ENDS......
 

©Written by: Ed Kassirer
December 19, 1998