Him

He sneaks into my dreams at night and plays with me. He is nice and sweet and chocolate. He stands about 6'4 and handsome as ever. He has a smile that will light up a room and a voice that will calm a storm. He inspires me to greatness. We laugh and tell jokes to one another. He makes me feel safe. He can only visit me in my dreams because he belongs to another. He searched for me in my dreams and found me. We are happy there. No one can disturb us. Our time is precious as long as I am asleep. When the alarm sounds I am angry at the ringing in my ears. As I hit the alarm to revisit him in our special place, he is gone. He can only come in my deepest of sleep. There he is mine and I am his. My chocolate dream lover who searched and found me. I wonder how did he get there. Is he sending his thoughts in the air. Does he dream of me his caramel lover who tells him he is beautiful and kind and I am glad he found me in my resting state. I cant wait to sleep to see what fun we have in store. His hold, his caress, his touch leaves me wanting more. At my height my head lays on his heart, he says it's perfect because I am where I need to be, by his heart. But he is forbidden to me because he has another. He wants me and he can have me in my dream. Him