Enter The Sandman

Last night you were dreaming Coming awake on silk sheets in a room Strange and dark. The only window here blew In a cool breeze On your nipples, they stood round full and out. I was wearing What you were wearing a pair of green Transparent panties and nothing else as your face Lay bare to all. The only dim light in the room was starlight, filtering in from a small high window on the wall opposite the bed. Like to many before In a strange house like this I had been drinking. Maybe this was your dream, a strangely lucid dream where I checked on you Every night. The door through your moving eye's I opened And closed, and there I was I saw a pair of ruby red lips that were just partly open without any hair nor A mustache above the top lip that many I knew Still have. I kissed you once, In the middle of your mouth Opening The door behind you Your face was not a face I had ever In dream's seen before. Could you feel my hot breath on your neck as I traced around the outline of your now open lip's? Would you remember after waking anything else That had happened I traced concentric circles, That were spiraling closer, ever closer Pushing at the corners and back. The door swung open Either way there was a little more light in the Room now, It could have maybe been a pre-dawn snow. The soft tap on your knee Caused your whole body to jerk and convulse And I wondered what time it was Was It time for me right before early dawn to enter someone else's world maybe a World of different dream's.