Poetry by Jeff Green



by cricketjeff on December 17, 2007.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

A gentle touch on my lips while dozing
I find in my dreams I am happy supposing
The touch on my lips was the start of a kiss
And soon I’ll be basking in infinite bliss
Your tongue will be flicking and teasing for mine
I’ll taste on your lips your last glass of wine
You’ll press ever harder and wake me to see
A beautiful lady that’s crazy for me
Your hands will be searching and feeling my skin
A hot night of passion is sure to begin
A mystery lover who wants me to play
Will now I am sure be all mine today
So slowly I open my eyes just to see
What beautiful maiden has fallen for me

And I brush a large leaf from my face