Sweet Slumber
Although I
drift to slumber sweet,
My dreams embrace and hold you tight.
The passion
burns and seaps with heat,
Forever visioned in my sight.
I awake and long
to hold you close,
Beneath the sheets on a dew crisp morn.
For you my love
are the one I chose,
My heart no longer left forlorn.
(© Copyright 2001 by Cheryl Allan)