Daydream

Beneath cotton blankets

her mind is restless

watching a dull sunrise

sprinkle through the window

She daydreams in bed

manifesting you

to caress herself to


It doesn’t work

You never come


Instead, her lights flicker

unseen footsteps creak across the floor

Even a white orb captured on camera

occasionally lingers at her door


She wants more


More to see, smell, hear, touch, taste

Every day

she imagines your answer

with kisses and whispers

Sweet greetings from

ten soft stroking fingers

and one hard member

deep inside her dreams...
written by kirsten curcio
written by kirsten curcio

Kirsten is a mother and wife. She has driven through the Smoky Mountains twice, survived a hurricane, loves nature, travelling, photography and art.

Ghost Human Bones offers fiction lovers short stories and poetry. Dive into surreal, romantic, funny, haunting myths of our world and beyond by Kirsten Curcio.
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