I Dream Of Being With You Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell

I dream of knowing your velvet kiss,
the soft warmth of your lips,
the delicious drink of carnal bliss
that pours from your fingertips.

I dream of a pirate ship in the harbor
with its prow and glistening stern.
I dream of moonlight in the arbor
with songs of quixotic nocturne.

I dream of pearl-drippings on the bed,
the fragrant breeze of night.
I dream of roses of cherry red
that rise in scarlet delight.

I dream of a pulsing palisade
with beads of tiny flowers.
I dream of meadows dressed in jade,
collapsing sighs and showers.

I dream of oceans, calm and sweet,
that streams of love plunge in.
I dream of passion's burning sheet
that's tossed as free as sin.

I dream of stars melting from the sky,
twinkling with crystalline delight.
I dream of things that cannot die.
I dream of you this night.