The leather of my gloves crinkles
as I tighten the reins
My steeds trot becomes a gallop
We begin traveling through time …
through space …
arriving at a place unfamiliar
Yet, it felt so safe …
Shimmering through the shadows
I’m drawn to a presence…
My heart begins to pound as I see you laying there
behind a veil of lace ….
Resting so peaceful… so full of grace …
I remove my cloak and armor
I sit down in a chair beside the bed
Closing my eyes, drifting into your dreams
There we make beautiful, passionate love
in the twilight, just before dawn …
Mangus Khan 
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Captivating
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