What’s in a dream?

Should I only dream of you at night, 
Or, can I dream of you during my day?

For,  you fill my mind with goodness, love, laughter and joy
My thoughts are also of you unclothed 
Lying on the sheepskin rug in front of the fire 
Waiting to make love with me 
Perfection in your naked frame 
I watch the glint in your eye
The smile on your lips 
Your legs parting
A bead of moisture trickles 
Your breasts gently moving, nipples peaked 

You silently beckon me too you