Full moon fever

As she comes to me
Slipping silently up
Before my eyes
Naked in her glowing splendor
She whispers to me in my aching sleep
Come to me my sweet
And I shall hold you
In my luminous embrace
All the dreams will be
Brought to fruition.
The hounds grow restless
As she brings me forth
From the depths
Of silken sheets
And feathered covers
She sings to me
Her sweet song
Through sleep fogged eyes
I lift my arms to reach out
For her sweet caress
And awaken to find
Her cool crisp scent
On skin
And I am in a state of bliss,
I have become whole
In her light.