Wildest dream

 I lay on bed dreaming of her
who stoke my heart with love;
embraced me tightly and warm
and kissed me passionately quite.

I dream of her so wild
who cuddle me like a blanket;
tickled till embarrassment enhanced
and touching her heart in attempt.

We kept drifting on the bed
dragging each other in entice;
an attempt to make real our fantasies
and fascinating foreplay.

Nothing leaves us beside
engrossed in gazing completion within;
leaving as much lip marks
as a symbol of love and ecstasy.

Footnote: 

I need to confess there’s no one behind my write up… and it’s quite a fraction of fantasy, fun and love!