I dreamt and imagined me in your arms
My heart racing; e in your embrace
Eyes wide open; gazing upon your face
Arms tangled; gently breath; safe from harm
Across my neck; your kisses leaving lines
Gentle hands tracing lines from spine to breast
Lips lingering at nape of next; to rest
Your hands caress and press against my spine
Only imagined and but a dream it seems
Hands touching; fingers laced; holding tighter
Beautiful daydreams make my heart lighter
Wishing to keep; afraid to lose the dreams
I dream and imagine it all again
To dream; to imagine; again and again.
About the Creator
Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales
I started writing when I was about eight years old. I love to read and I also love to create. As a writer and an artist, I want to share the things that I have learned and experienced. Genres: Fiction, non-fiction, poetry, and history.
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