:: When I Wake ::White cotton summer dreams
Sunny days; hikes along wooded trails
Flea market Saturdays and concerts in the park
Snow-cone wishes and ice cream fantasies.
Dances on moonlit streets
Midnight bands playing memories
Hand holding and voices sharing thoughts
Backseat passion and promises.
Black satin summer dreams
Moonlight porch swing conversations
Chilled fruit vows dipped in chocolate covered desires
Bare toes entwined and tickling.
Tangled sheets and tossed pillows
Perspiration mixed with perfume
Husky words spoken hushed and sacredly
Curling around, into, upon to sleep as one.
When I wake, let my dreams be true......