The Phone Call

(His POV)

I thoroughly enjoyed our conversation last night

it’s just heaven hearing your sweet voice

like soothing love songs sung to my very soul

and saying goodbye is never ever my real choice

But my evening with you, my love, did not end there

some sexy things you said stayed with me still

you were in my thoughts, my prayers, and then beyond

’til dreams set in and claimed their own free will

This morn I rushed, pen and paper over coffee

wrote one down while fresh in my head

so darling, here is what happened in a dream after talking

not long after my weary body hit the bed

I was floating, looking down as my body stilled

exhausted from the day, needing a minute or two of rest

fell asleep hard, losing track of thoughts and wonders

before I could get back up to get undressed

Next thing I realized, my pants began to unzip

the buttons of my shirt suddenly no longer worked

soon I felt what I knew to be a pair of soft lips

exploring me uncontested, though my body jerked

A magic tongue waved and all my clothing disappeared

the surprise made my sleeping eyes fly open wide

just in time to witness my manhood vanishing as well

and I must say, this time it felt really good to hide

Some time had passed as I lay in sweet surrender

by then I grew dizzy, vision somewhat impaired

when my focus cleared I saw your eyes smile up to mine

while licking excesses from my numb thighs...I just stared

Then you spoke my name all sexy, your lips aglaze

the nerve of you; asking if I wanted you to stop

“Hell no!” I said at first, but after a moderate while

“Okay baby, now I need you on top”

Unexpectedly, you told me, “No, tonight’s all yours”

so kind, wanting me to “lay still, relax, enjoy”

but what I needed now was to simply be inside you

and so I asked for it in a way that wasn’t coy

You slid unto me slowly, guiding me in by hand

cupping your breasts, then urging you down for a kiss

loving the feel of your nipples grazing my hairy chest

and I remember wishing forever stays just like this

We rocked at the hip in unison, eye-to-eye

slow at first while love made its presence known

but love allows room to play and things turned animalistic

we were King and Queen on some erotic underground thrown

When I awoke my pants were lowered, hand owning residue

I could swear I still tasted myself on my tongue

and then a voice softly questioned, "Was this really a dream...

Why not call her back tonight, soothing songs re-sung”