Talking In Your Sleep

So late at night, my favorite time To watch you sleep in sweet repose And have a little night-time chat Extracting secrets as you doze. The profile I've loved for thirty years Whose smile engages my heart to race I miss, however, the talks we shared Between each youthful, charged embrace. So now I steal soft conversation From sweet lips that can't object And pray that I may never hear Named other women you select. Your lips are moving, so I bend near Words of approval and unfettered lust Your arousal is clear, as you moan and purr I feel frightened and guilty for my lack of trust. But I can't stop now, I focus to catch The I.D. of this woman divine. At last you are speaking, professing your love And the name that you finally utter is . . . MINE!