Beautiful When You Sleep

Look at those beautiful lashes, resting over your tender cheeks. 

Those moist crimson lips, smothered and parted by raw passion. 

I caress the smooth lining of your waist,

absorbing every contact, every stroke, every feeling. 

Your soft bosoms faintly echo the touch of my finger tips, and they sit so patiently when I stop.

I lean forward and meet my tongue to your pink marbles of femininity.

I feel the wetness of your love gush out in appreciation.

It soaks through your ivory nightgown, to entertain me every jagged line and curve of your figure.

What began as a tiny stain has now crept its way around to drench the entire dress a scarlet. 

The protruding metal blade working like a faucet from your ribs. 

Your silence is so calming.

Your stillness so welcoming.

You're beautiful when you sleep. 

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This poem is very beautiful when i read it. You create something very calm and happy. Words are very gentle and all at my mind create nice picture of sleeping.