Come interrupt my slumber
As the rain falls unheeded
Stop the farrago of
My nightmares and dreams
Fill up my senses
With your presence
And sing me no lullabies
From childhood nights
But rather tickle the fancy
Of adult fantasies
Erotic memories
On our wall of fame
Saved as a surplus
For nights spent alone
Our sounds of lust
Playing in my ears
As thin walls beseach
You to tarnish my image
No pedestals tonight
But real flesh and blood
In a well practiced dance
That exceeds even
My wildest dreams.

4-25-03
Laura R