i snuck outside the other night.

there was a cool winter rain
and i was dreaming of you.
so i slipped off my clothes
and danced naked in the storm.
water streaming,
washing me clean,
waking me from the dream.

i spot you
out of the corner of my eye.
feel your hands
on my body,
slowly moving over
my wet skin.
your mouth on my neck,
and a quiet moan escapes me.

awakened by the screaming alarm,
i realize i’ve only been sleeping.
i can’t resist running my hands
over my breasts,
down my stomach,
searching for that place
you were headed in my dream.
i find that i’m already wet,
on the edge of something nice.
when my fingers finally
find that place,
that place that drives you crazy,
with barely a touch,
a whisper of skin

sweet rapture...