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"Upon Waking up and Finding an Attractive Stranger Next to Me"

At first, a blurry haze,
Clearing up to reveal an image of sheer perfection.
"You know, you're built just like my ex-boyfriend."
One hand languidly lying upon your stomach,
The other shielding your eyes from the Sunday morning sun.
A cool breeze blows in from an open window.
"Would you mind if I slept next to you?  It's cold and I could really use some body heat."
I think these statements, but I can't bring myself to say them.
"I hardly know you, but..."
You look so good just lying there in your white t-shirt,
The shorts you wore yesterday, pair of red boxers peeking out from beneath shiny black fabric.
I am content simply watching you,
Savoring this indulgence,
But do I dare touch you and rouse you from sleep?
How could I?  You look so peaceful, so content.
I wonder what you are dreaming about.
Do you dream of me moving towards you slowly?
Do you dream of me exploring your body with tentative fingers?  My wandering hands searching for the innermost heat of your body?
Do you dream of my legs intertwining with yours as I draw you into my embrace?
Are you dreaming of me at all?
I dream of you, but I am wide awake, sitting in lotus position on the floor.
If I knew your name, it would be my mantra as I meditate, contemplating your form, harmonious with the rest of the universe.
If I knew you...
But all I can do is dream of you as you lie there in front of me.
You awaken, so I lie down once more,
Wondering if you would watch me sleep.

Description
"Upon Waking up and Finding an Attractive Stranger Next to Me"

At first, a blurry haze,
Clearing up to reveal an image of sheer perfection.
"You know, you're built just like my ex-boyfriend."
One hand languidly lying upon your stomach,
The other shielding your eyes from the Sunday morning sun.
A cool breeze blows in from an open window.
"Would you mind if I slept next to you?  It's cold and I could really use some body heat."
I think these statements, but I can't bring myself to say them.
"I hardly know you, but..."
You look so good just lying there in your white t-shirt,
The shorts you wore yesterday, pair of red boxers peeking out from beneath shiny black fabric.
I am content simply watching you,
Savoring this indulgence,
But do I dare touch you and rouse you from sleep?
How could I?  You look so peaceful, so content.
I wonder what you are dreaming about.
Do you dream of me moving towards you slowly?
Do you dream of me exploring your body with tentative fingers?  My wandering hands searching for the innermost heat of your body?
Do you dream of my legs intertwining with yours as I draw you into my embrace?
Are you dreaming of me at all?
I dream of you, but I am wide awake, sitting in lotus position on the floor.
If I knew your name, it would be my mantra as I meditate, contemplating your form, harmonious with the rest of the universe.
If I knew you...
But all I can do is dream of you as you lie there in front of me.
You awaken, so I lie down once more,
Wondering if you would watch me sleep.