When the lips touch

When the lips touch,
Flesh on flesh,
Enfolding arms and a shared heartbeat.
Sweet whispers in the night and the warmth of her hand.
"Stay with me."
Her gentle breath wanders over my cheek.
A flood of emotion overwhelms me
And I reach out and hold her.
To feel the smoothness of my skin
And her soft hair brushing my shoulder.
Then she sinks and dissolves into darkness.
I reach out once more,
Trying to grasp the light behind the dream.