At my best

At my best

I'm at my best when I'm sleeping
'Cause that's when I'm with you
You sneak into my dreams soft and sweet;
First just slightly entering my mind like a mist
I can feel you running your fingers through my hair
Brushing against my face
Your hands across my shoulders, around my breasts, and trace my nipples
You press hard against my stomach and allow yourself to linger between my legs
As I begin to squirm at your touch
Your hands are traveling again
Down, over my knees, all the way to my ankles
My blood is rushing, my heart is beating faster, my breath is quick and short
You tickle my feet as you gently leave my body
And I wake up with a smile
Yes, I'm at my best when I'm sleeping
'Cause that's when I'm with you