Red Rose

It’s 5 am, I cannot sleep,

I rolled over, and I said,

How nice it would be to wake up,

And to find you in my bed;

I dream your body makes me feel,

Like a feminine creature,

Wanting to make you feel unreal,

Wanting to love and nurture;

Your caring, attentive nature,

Makes me feel so protected;

To cuddle against your soft skin,

It makes me so reflective;

I desire your sexy kisses,

Your hands on my narrow waist,

I wish that I could sit on you,

For us not to be in haste;

You would send a surge to my heart,

The electricity flows;

To stay that way, and not to part,

And thus the ecstasy grows;

Then to roll back over with you,

To slumber, and then who knows?

When I awake to you again,

I will bloom like a red rose.