An Angel Strokes Your Brow (For Nicola) Poem by Not Long Left

an angel strokes your brow,
silent sleeping sighs,
smooth sensual thighs,
your sweetness seeps,
from your cherry red lips,
what do you dream of tonight,
your flickering eyes,
tease me,
your sleeping hands,
appease me,
and heat me.
under the covers of shared secrets,
i kiss those red cherry lips,
you stir, then smile,
knowing that our love
reaches you in rest.
a few silk strands of hair,
float down upon your face,
beauty beats,
heart beats,
the sheets reveal just enough,
skin, how perfectly you present
yourself even in the dim of the night.
for an angel stokes your brow tonight,
such a heavenly sight.
and as tiredness slowly reaches,
our bodies entwine,
the fine wine of love sends
us into sweet lovers sleep