This is a poem about the inner feelings a young man has for a woman in his dreams.
I Dream of A Secret Lover:
Dreaming of a woman, the way a man would dream
As I look into her eyes, like blue crystal of a stream
I wrap my arms around her, we slowly start to kiss
My heart is beating faster, I always dream like this
My fingers in her hair, I kiss her neck and shoulder
As I kiss her very gently, I wish that she was older
She rests her head against me, on my naked chest
My fingertips explore the soft feeling of her breasts
Her kisses splash like raindrops, falling from the sky
She knows what is coming, I can see it in her eyes
She gives herself to me, not with words, but a kiss
As I seize my opportunity, the moment I can't miss
Our bodies become one, the movements of the sea
I become part of her, and she becomes part of me
I release in her my love, she releases hers with mine
I dream of romantic passion, I lose all sense of time
And in the morning I awaken, as I find myself alone
I wake up in a cold sweat, hitting my pillow, I moan
I can't dream of Katara, in this manner every night
I want her, but I will respect her and treat her right