("sigh!) I have such sweet dreams, sometimes!

The nights are cool and damp
touched by a mist of blue fog
bells and urgent voices can be heard
in the dark corridors and alleys
whispering of their wares for sale
I drive purposefully, to my destination
to fulfill an aching need that compels me
night after desperate night
into the  richly decadent,
majestic life of the theater
I take a seat as close to the stage as possible
my lonely heart leaps with excitement
in a few minutes, my life will be filled
with joy and pleasure!
the lights dim to a soft, silver hue,
the room is quiet, save for an operatic groove
that gets louder as he walks out on stage

My dancing fantasy, moves
like a well oiled machine,
his golden skin glistens under the hot lights
swaying and girating across the stage
he thrusts his firm, muscular hips
towards me, beckoning me 
to join him in his sensuos ballet
his long, strong arms, flail slowly,
as the Hawks powerful wings
he leaps, stretching his long, strong legs,
flexing taught thigh muscles
my fingers tingle, longing to stroke
his bare bronze chest, to trace
every rippled detail of such
perfection in  design

Gracefully, he moves, spins and bows
writing an invitaion uopn the air
to come to him, and receive his
gift of unmatched pleasure and delights
my imagination carries me  to far away places
where just he and I gaze into each others eyes
as we share nights of steamy passion
All too soon, the magic spell is broken
and my private dancer blows a kiss
to only me, as he bows and exits the stage
I leave the theater in a state of bliss
satisfied once more by my wild fantasy
of my private dancer, who dances just for me!