A Figment of Your Imagination….
She lies there…
On the bed….
The pale moonlight.. highlighting her face..
The blanket of her hair..is spread all over the silk bed-sheet…
Kohl-eyed…and those full lips..-she is the kind of woman,
every man yearns for.
A slight blush on her cheeks..she s all red,
The thought of something brings a smile on her face..
Maybe itz a memory..or just somethng she wishes for to happen…
What it is,
I cannot tell…
I can just gaze at the beauty that she is..
Her hands-ever so gentle…
Her soft fingers playing wid a strand of her hair…
She is in a calm place..
And slowly..her upper eyelid meets her lower eyelid..
And kisses it goodnight..
As the Angels escort her to the land of dreams……….