German Eyes

Awake, My breath slows and my palms chill to the breeze Direction of his arms are curious For I know not what is in store A slight peck, or a ghastly getaway? Eyes are closed to relieve the tension My hair waves at the incoming presence He tames it with his touch The Gaze could have been deadly If it weren't for the sweet spirit Closer, and closer... I awake suddenly, gasping for air It was only a dream, But who was I to be spared?