My sweetheart lays asleep in her bed, on a goose feather pillow she had rested her head

Her half naked body wrapped in a white velvet sheet, her face was flushed red from the heat

Her golden tanned skin glowed in the dark, but the bruise on her shoulder had left her a mark

Her sweet sweat glittered as bright as a candle, her long brown hair was drawn back into a bundle

As she slowly turned in her soft double bed, the thought of making love did come to my head

As the white velvet sheet slid to the floor, revealing her nakedness forevermore

She whispered in a soft clear voice, MY LOVE COME TO BED, but the voice in my head, to my lusty dream had put an end

Saleh Ben Saleh