Clothed in shear obscurity,
My hand searches.
The curtain of darkness surrounds me,
As I lay unsettled in my bed.
Through the sheets I reach,
and find a sensational sof welcoming hand.
I undoubtedly choose to greet.
Pulling me toward the sweet fragile body,
cuddling upon my dear friend.
Mine eyes come to focus,
To see the most gorgeous smile.
Dozing back again, the lids timber down.
As a gentle whisper rings in...
"Goodnight sweet love"
She spoke in my ear,
As i doze off to a great night slumber.
Then proceed to dream,
The exact joyful scene,
Displayed in this small world of wonder.
this is beautiful. shows that inspiration is still alive.
MR