On wings of fantasy
CLXI.
No pillow needed.
No sleep required
For lover to materialize.
He is already here, it seems
Beyond illusory dreams
Held merely in my eyes.
I hold my breath
Lest it disturb the fantasy,
Suspending magic that it brings.
I scarcely move
Awaiting his approach
On dreamy silken wings.
Phantasmogoric mists surround
My rendezvous with him
With fragrant petals strewn about
While scented candles dim
Sensuous music wafts through heady air
As curtains fall around our lair.
〰©Nellieanna H. Hay
It beats
Pulsates
Vibrates
Complies
Amuses
Waits.
It coos
Exudes
Entices
Murmurs
Searches
Tries.
It swells
Discovers
Approaches
Invades
Lunges
Fuses.
It oozes
Trembles
Explodes
Climaxes
Releases
Sates.
It melts
Relaxes
Inhales
Exhales
Whimpers
Sighs.
______© Nellieanna H. Hay
Beyond Yin or Yang
Everything in me
Stirs, awakens,
As it responds to
Everything in you!
My eyes search out
Your crystal gaze.
My lips yearn to taste
Your drowsy, dusky lids.
My mind delights
To envelope you,
Caressing, kissing
Your luscious lips.
My fingertips
Tremble with desire
To touch, to know
Your shimmering taut body.
I stir; again awaken to find
Mere residue of dream
That's gone, resigned
Unto its lingering scents ~
Of vetiver and no regrets.
______© Nellieanna H. Hay
© 2013 Nellieanna Hay
