I had a dream about you… shadow dancing in the recesses of my mind. Your lips on my… lips. Your fingertips wandering over my body, teasing me into submission, urging me closer to completion… moaning the sweet melody of your name, punctuated by the staccato of pleading you not. to. stop… more, MORE un-eloquently implored. […]

via Fais de Beaux Rêves…. (Sweet Dreams) — The Voices Told Me To