I dreamt in-depth of her depths, her breasts, the sweet and sensuous words of her breath, the intimacy of me and the response of her flesh, my love embracing her in exquisite caress, kissing her passionately with tears of joy as she dreamed in midnight rest. It was in black silk that she was dressed, covering skin so soft that she felt like ethereal satin that was everlasting. I was overwhelmed with unbridled passion, uttering words of love that flowed from me transcendentally. In that moment, she became my wife and my life. I awoke at half past midnight.
Intimate Compositions 