Wet Dreams

curled up,

like a cat,

on a couch,

in my mind,

I drink

Cappuccino

and imagine

you and I

are one and

exploring

life together

as it flows

in and around

us both

like a snake;

I imagine

our bodies

joined and

reclining as if

we were drugged

and floating

in a sea of

sexual ecstasy,

undulating spiders,

mentally copulating

and sharing

fantasies,

feelings,

and 

desires...

as if

never missed

and as we

feast on

each other's passions,

we begin to

terminate the old,

burning it

to the ground

as if

it were nothing

to be

remembered

or repaired;

we drink in

intimacies,

releasing all

that never was

meant to be.

2Jul14