my perfect dream

The dream was perfect,
and I did not want to wake.

She was laying by my side,
as under cover we did play,

but it was so much more
serious than play alone,
for it was two hearts in so deep,

and I pulled her close to me,
so close as can be,
til we became one,

and chills rushed 
up and down my spine,
and reached my very soul,
without end,
so very deep inside,

as I touched her smooth and silken skin,
again and again, and pulled her even closer.

All the penned up love erupts
from deep within, in a massive flow,

as I hold nothing back,
and show her in ways,
this fool never could before,

just how deep my love might go,
to core and deeper more,

for I learned the lessons learned,
but forgot the hurt and pain,
that got me to this place.

I gaze into her eyes,
and I know I’m where I belong,

and she looks into my eyes, 
and knows the same thing too,

and our lips do meet,
and we melt into one,
again and again,

as we hold each other so tight,
in this endless embrace,

then I realize,
it is just my perfect dream,
and it is time to wake,
so sadly I do,

and for that one waking moment,
I feel as though I was in heaven,
then my reality alone be known.