Dream Girl- A Poem

Dream Girl
K.N. Lee

Lips drip with liquid lust

She sighs and coyly flaunts her bust

He breathes her in

And smells her skin

He thirsts for her

Yearns for her

Oh how his loins

Burn for her

Pure gluttony of need

Sweat falls in beads

Between her bosom

And down her neck

Like sweet honey

Slow

So slow

This is the girl

He has to know

If only he could reach her

There's so much he could teach her

But alas

She is fiction

A dream

Not real

But nothing can compare

To the pain that he feels

When he awakens to nothing

An empty bed

Instead

Of the girl he dreams of night and day

His muse

And inspiration

To make up a girl

The perfect girl

Takes quite the imagination