Emersed in a dream, silken hair brushing my face
Warmpth of a soft body pushing up aganst mine
Gentle fingers caressing lines on my brow
A moistened tongue slowly encircles my lips
I am suddenly cascading between fantasy
and the weight pulsating on my chest
My lids strain, still trying to gain focus
This vision leaps from my bed...
It's my beloved Sasha awaiting her
moment in the sun with the morning dew.