Stared Into Dawn

by on January 5, 2010 :: 0 comments

In my dream you dreamt
You felt the heat of me
Against the strength and
Shelter of you.
My tendrils swept within
The hues of your shadow
That sculptured our bodies
In intimate detail.
In my dream you dreamt
I touched you,
Your body arched with
Instinctive desire.
Bodies wanting more, yet
More was not enough.
No words needed in this
Primitive Feast.
No games. No rules. No decorum.
We lay tangled, spent.
He said, “you smile in your sleep.”
Startled I pondered if he knew
Of the dream I dreamt of you.
I turned away and
Stared into Dawn.

– Paula Dawn Lietz

(featured in the poetry forum 01.05.10)

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