it's hard when....

the dreams are to real
I can almost feel
the moisture of your breath
the heat of your soul
I could almost loose control
but the dreams all I have
your memories in my head
a simple pleasure instead
of your fingers through my hair
those long passionate stares
simple silly sexual dares
it doesn't matter if anyone cares
I want to feel the hairs
rise on the nap of my neck
as I kiss your erect
your moans i detect
a love in the quivers
your heart starts to shiver
our bodies deliver
the expression of our time
a delivery of our sublime existence
in my mind, a dream to define