Hours before the dawn,
The soft moonlight seeps
Through an open upstairs window,
A blanket is tossed from the bed,
And a woman’s glorious nakedness
Is proud in the kingdom
Of uninhibited dreams.
One imagines heaven
To be an eternity of golden slumber
Where a woman’s chest
Rises and falls
In a restful rhythm
While her sleeping breath
Fashions invisible kisses.
Unspeakable joy
Emanates from every desire
To gaze for uninterrupted hours
Upon her ivory shoulders
Gently brushed by brunette hair.
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