A Marvel

As I lie I can feel her soft hair in my face,
I can smell the summer fruit shampoo,
I can feel our bodies entwined,
I softly whisper sweet nothings into her ear,
And every few moments softly kiss her neck,
I slowly caress her body,
Feeling the pleasure flow throw her body,
She opens her eyes and smiles,
And asks me to sleep,
I close my eyes,
And take a deep breath in.
I open my eyes,
She is gone.

She was a marvel,
A figment of my imagination,
A hallucination.

© 2006 – 2016

By Bryan Deakin

Hello and welcome to my site, my name is Bryan Deakin, 35yr old from Scotland. A Dyspraxic, Poet, Blogger and Community Activist, I studieda BSc(Hons) Sustainable Development, at the University of Highlands and Islands. Lover of all things Greek and Finnish, and a keen and active member of Falkirk SNP. Prior I was Vice President of Simple Machines, and Project Manager at Simple Machines Forum (SMF).

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