When She Sleeps

You are sleeping…

Drifting and flying with angel wings,

We’re naked under soft sheets

Scented with powdery dreams

In a spoon embrace,

I’m gently touching your soft shoulder

My hand searching, barely sliding

Up and down your arm

And my lips

Trail tender kisses on your back

My tongue marking each freckle

As I whisper I Love You…

~

© Giovanni Cucullo 2011