Insomniac Dreams

Last night... 

I dreamt of you in such a way that makes Pornhub seem PG13.

There wouldn’t even be a category to classify the different things I had seen.

It started with the softest touch to a most sensitive area on your body

Which oddly,

Embraced me. Filling my hands with a love one notch short of Godly.

Angelic sounds escaped through the lips you bit down on to try and hold them in.

Followed by gasp matching the patterns I painted with my forefinger on the other end.

Circular motions while pulling you closer

Until you leaned in for this kiss.

This Kiss

That....Kiss....

The one that opened up the door to a parallel universe in which gravity ceased to exist.

So as I lifted you up, your clothing majestically floated away

Revealing a way

For me to play 

Insert..... my.... face.....

Stuck in time,

lost in the moment. 

I held you up until you came down....all over me.

Sweet

as

can

be.

Now, 

standing over you, 

Licking my lips to clear the final remnants of your love from my face,

I can’t help but smile.

Maybe somewhat of a devilish grin,

But then again,

The devil has no place carrying people to heavens gates while enticing them with sin.

Seeing you sprawled out on satin sheets

Legs opened slightly,

just enough to indicate they are welcoming.

Welcome me, 

into you...

As I step forward,

Unsure if you are patiently waiting or trying to catch your breath.

Another step.

With both hands now clutching each one of your thighs

We lock eyes.

As I slowly plunge forward and dive...

Right back into reality....

2:35am.

Handfuls of pillow

Drenched in a hard earned sweat.

Longing and praying for sleep to find me again so I could see what happens next.

No success.

Then I text,

“Hey, I know it’s late, but I want to see you...."

*Dreams of an insomniac*