The Dream

I can't write beautifully,
Yes, and in love, I am just average,
But I will dare to tell you
About what I saw in a dream.


And so, the story is this:
I, having taken a shower, went to bed,
And counting the sheep, counting,
I began to fall asleep quietly.


Suddenly I heard a creak and what I see,
In the darkness a familiar silhouette,
You are getting closer and closer,
I have looked closely---not naked.


The moon illuminates your path to the bed,
Under the coverlet, you slipped to me.
I am in excitement burning in your arms,
And, like a child, you clung to your chest.


Bite lightly, wash with your hands,
Suck, caress with your tongue.
Ah, beyond words,
Only a soft moan flies from my lips!


And the touch of your hot lips,
I feel on my chest and lips.
I'm drowning in an ocean of pleasure
And I'm a bird soaring in the clouds.


You go down to the spring to get drunk,
Kiss and caress, drink eagerly.
It's my time to enjoy the caresses,
I will feel how you enter me.


I feel the tenderness of your strong hands,
Breath intoxicating, the body burns.
And I whisper a little audibly, barely intelligible:
I love, I want, more, more, more........


The rhythm accelerates, hearts beat more and more,
And we merged into one movement.
Oh, how could I not drown in love?
And screaming, and sobbing and groaning again.


An orgasm in waves covers the body
And tears apart my flesh.
Oh Lord, I didn't dare to dream,
To be a sinner and to be in paradise.


I do not wish to wake from sleep.
Fate is so evil, and life is cruel.
Alas, in real life there is no you,
And without you, I am very lonely.