Last night I was dreaming
your dreams -
You were in bed with me
side by side in the silky sheets
we bought last year in Beijing.
Your arms were around me.
Our legs intertwined.
You were pressing me hard.
I could feel your thumping heart
I could feel your bulge, hard
on my inviting thighs.
My hands were on your back
caressing you gently.
I felt safe in your arms
Last night I was feeling
your dreams -
You were standing behind me
kissing my ears. Licking my
neck again and again while
your hands played with my
breasts, the tips getting
larger moment by moment.
Suddenly I felt sparks running
through my spine, making me
shudder uncontrollably.
Waves of warmth ran all over me.
When I woke up, I looked for you.
I turned around. My nest was empty
Though my heart was overflowing
with rivers of love for you.
I got up. Brushed my hair.
Made for myself some espresso.
Sat down with NY Times in my lap.
Could hardly read a word of
what was going on in the world.
I went into a reverie closing
my eyes, lost in your world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem