Through the lace
The wind swirls
Whirling tongue
Tasting my face
Mysterious,
Buzzing swish
Transparent as the wings
Of invisible dragonfly
Dipped into the hues
The night whispers
Rays of a possible
Not yet full moon
She is there,
I feel her slender fingers
Caressing, hissing
Insidiously insisting
Up, wake up
The eyelids are shut
The dream wide open
Do not awaken love…
I tell in my heart,
Until the brumes
Dissipate into new dawn
Instead,
Let me sleep
Hold my hand
Pull your wings
Keep warm my bare hips
Sleep with me
Sweet inspiration
Sleep
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