The night is silent
the time when my thoughts are free to unfurl
to run loose with whatever my heart fancies.
The night holds secrets
It is a conduit to fantasies.
I go into the night naked
my thoughts bare
aching for his touch
as I allow sleep to take me.
Slipping into dreams
the dark of night settling over me
caressing my senses
allowing me to feel alive
in a way that I cannot during the day.
I give free rein to my desires
as my imagination paints glorious pictures
depictions of what I have only been able to envision experiencing.
Living out the most delicious, erotic escapades
I can conjure up
my magic man.
I go into the night
knowing exactly what I will find.
I find him
and I find myself.
Photograph taken from White Noten