It's more of a curse than
a blessing,
to be dreaming
about you.
To be lost in one's own
imagination of beauty's
natural perfection.
For in this world,
so dark,
and so very lonely,
I have found that reality
fails to measure up
fully to every sensuous
curve of your soft
and silken body.
And so the only solace
I find,
the only love and affection
that I know,
can only be achieved whenever I
close my eyes,
drift off to slumber...
And find you in my dreams
once again.