Something Or Someone

Woke up from a deep sleep
as if someone had touched me
and whispered sweet nothins
like a foggy sort of ecstasy.

Something or someone
layed a touch of passion.
Spilt lotion of tenderness
obviously without ration.

I reached with my heart
to engage those senses
not the least of concern
for using defenses.

Felt a breath of love
a whisp of dangling hair.
Noting the sweet aroma
a spiraling scented flair.

As all my senses tingled
seemed to drift into a mist
as if an angel stepped in
and planted a loving kiss.

Rocked to the core
a pleasant ravishing stroll.
Something or someone
stroked my very soul.

Del Cano 2005 June