Hugs And Heavens Poem by Zoran Bogdanovic

She is half asleep,
hugging me
in her dreams,
and my feelings
she's awakening;
I'm craving and
longing for her,
kissing her face,
caressing her bosom;
our arms, our legs,
We want to fuse 'em,
all my limbs are
yearning for her,
I'm plowing her field,
sowing the seed,
driven by desire,
by destiny, need;
these portentous days
will carry the weight
of this miracle,
this beauty innate;
as our feelings swell
together with her,
We'll hope and pray
to see the day when,
led by the dream,
the fruit of Eden
We shall redeem.