Hopeful dreams draw me near.

The thought of your hands 

.....caressing,

.....soothing,

.....loving,

Makes my mind race 

Beyond wind-chased clouds.

Is there something more than love

That births dreams of beaches 

And bodies heaving in sweaty contention?

My fingertips slide over burning skin

Pulling you into my 

Warmest,

Most welcoming 

Imagining.

Your voice sings a song of passion and peace 

And dances me between tears and laughter

And nearly unbearable longing.

There is joining,

Complete and irrevocable,

As forever rests quietly in my body

And your breath becomes a part 

Of everything I am 

Or ever will be.