Queen of His Dreams

she lay

She lay naked on the bed

unafraid

unashamed

waiting…

his hungry eyes

devouring every inch

of skin asking for him

his hands

yearning to caress beauty

soft as morning’s sigh

smooth as shimmering gold

sultry as summer’s jazz

this goddess

he would claim

with every power within him

with every ounce of reverence

with every touch of manhood

and she

in return

would love him

like the queen of his dreams

and never let him forget

the power of a woman

who loves with abandon

*

©MidwestFantasy/Beth Amanda

August 2019

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