Dream Man

Warm are his hands that touch my skin,
Rich in flavour are his lips that kiss mine,
his voice is like smooth melted chocolate
His caress a feathers whisper,
His arms around me yet we do not touch,
A surrounding warmth of unbridled passion,
A man not yet met but ingrained in me,
Will we ever meet,
He is real but a phantom too,
He awaits me as I sleep,
In his angels face his light shines through,
In his arms such strength as to fly us to our moon,
To lay together in loves embrace,
To wake in dawns bright light,
I look around but he leaves no trace...........