vanilla dreams

vanilla dreams

palms kissing with fingers locked
hands still -- then petting
tapping, rubbing, squeezing...
her heart quickens
and she becomes shy;
comfortable silence

her legs tangled up with yours
thighs hugging, calves stretching
toes tickling and fingertips
trailing along...

her sparkling blue eyes
glance over to see
your eyelids flutter -- then shut
and she stares for a while
tracing your hypnotizing face

drifting...
you see an angel
with sunshine highlights
in locks of chestnut.
her pale red lips curl over
little gapped teeth
and you know her heart smiles
during her journeys
in your vanilla dreams