Treasure Island

MacGregor Tagliaferro


Numberless Dreams


Wonderful beauty
The curve of her neck
The fullness of her lips
The way her eyes cast
fervent glances
Her hair freshly disheveled
Her furtive smile
The curve from her waist
down to her hips
The fullness of her breasts
The way her legs flash when they move
Her skin flushed. Her body fervid

Reverent hands
Every time he touched her
was like the first time
His hands trembled,
yet moved with purpose
over her body;
gently pushin', pullin'
Her response urgent, ardent

Numberless dreams
Once I lived my dreams
Now I dream my life
I dream of you muse
Each night I hope
you will fill my sleep
with numberless dreams
of your wonderful beauty
and my reverent hands
tremblin' as they touch you

Submitted: Friday, November 16, 2012
Edited: Saturday, November 17, 2012
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For my Muse, June 2012. Out West

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