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.