Dreaming Spirit

In my dreams I feel you,
Your touch is like angelic
kisses to my heart,
diving into my slumbering
spirit, taking me over.

The night is our theatre
as we put on a show
blinded by the glow
of the voyeuristic stars.

Nudely aware of my
own private pleasure,
my desire always makes
you come closer to me
with touches and kisses
that I only need at night,
alone in my costumed bed.