He watches
A silhouette in the night
A faceless shadow standing
At the foot of her bed
He stares at her sleeping.
The rise and fall of
her breathing
Hypnotizes the
Sandman
even in the darkness
He sees her clearly
His beloved nightingale
Her exotic lines speaks to him
feminine curves excites
Causes his phantom
urges to ignite
He longs to touch her
His delicate flower
To taste her moist lips
bath in the warmth
of her arms and be
baptize in the feeling
of her soft wetness
He stares for hours
Just watching her slumber
Desiring a love
A Sandman can never know
The first rays
Peek through
The black like blue
Yet she has been the
light that has carried
him through the night
The morning sun
Creeps, disturbing
his yearning
He sighs openly
As he fades
With the dawning
She stirs
Catching just a glimpse
of the man in her dreams
as he fades away
In the breaking of the day
Copyright © 2013 SaFire
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