Sheets and Thoughts

The night slips between the ideas of real and dream.
And in that hazy shadow of the will, I see you.
Dancing and swaying.
Your eyes are closed, but I know you see me.
Your lips barely move, yet I can feel your kiss.
And you are only an echo of your real beauty,
But I feel my whole body need.
I am all you want me to be.
And we will smile long after the night has come and gone.