Dream

Mist in her eyes
a sway of her hips
the movement of her thighs
the sweet breathless kiss
all these things I can do
be the woman your mother wanted you to date
the tigress in bed that you've always wanted to tame
Whisper sweet words that soothe
or steamy things making your blood boil
This is what I can be
your dream
But,
what I want is a different matter