As she lie sleeping
In the dreams of men
With eyes roving
Her very being
The summers breeze
Took full advantage
Of her glorious nakedness
And laid Beside her
Chilled by his touch
And filled by his presence
Aware but not aware
She continued sleeping
Descriptions of the willing maiden
Man's every desire
A glimpse in motionless time
Awake, and she was never there
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