Dreams

I was there to see others but when you walked by I was liquid. I was locked on your movements, everything about you spoke to the deepest parts of me. It was as if I had just been born, I felt new and moist. I wanted your warmth. When I finally stumbled over my words and engaged you I found myself bathing in your voice and fought every urge to feel your long slender fingers against my cheek. My breath was quick and shallow, I thought I would loose my ground. The magic that swirrled about us that night was thick and sweet. If only I hadn't woken up.