The Mysteries of Memory.........
I awoke from a memory realizing
that no dream scape should
be able to hold secrets over a man
Lying awake for an hour
and then rising to coffee
and the dogs ..... to the duties at hand
Have you ever gone to bed wishing
for that recurring dream.....
I remember ....
Or sexually aroused by dream scent
of passion and surrender
I will toy with you perhaps as you sleep
a light touch in tender places
as you move and moan
When I am old and remember
and a smile spreads across my face
those pleasures we own
But I will never reveal the origin
no .......I keep my secrets well......
rare mysteries of the mind
And as to the mysteries of memory
as we meet eye to eye .....the pleasure