It was a wondrous thing

It was a wondrous thing

So simply done

In execution

Barely a movement

Beyond a gentle touch

The merest

Of meetings

Not even a flirtatious preamble

But a fleeting kiss from

Familiar lips

The feel of sweet remembrance

No deep oral stimulation

Tongues need not

Be involved

To create electricity

How sweet a dream

Was this

If dream it be

And not a magical

Undertaking

It had a potency

Beyond awakening

Carried in my heart

More than fascination

Deeper than memory

What wonder

Is this

Let it not be

The one and only time

You come to me

In dreams

To leave such an imprint

On my soul

As to be still so truly felt

Even now

As I sit in

Such bemusement

Unlike any other

Waking fantasy

The sun shines down

On me today

And when all is done

Something closely lost

Has been re-found

Please let it be so

For more than

Just one day.