Faint Smiles

Behind her closed eyes
An infinite number
Of phantasms floated
One by one
Disappearing into the arid air
He extended his arm
Embracing her curves
And stroking her back
There had been girls
Before
Women he had slept with
But she was different
Somehow
He wanted her to be happy
As he gazed in her eyes
He saw the incarnation 
Of geishas or was it Mother Theresa?
Having forgotten
Taking her in his arms
Draining her of her strength
She didn't resist
The first time they met
He had slept with her
Unlike the icky local girls
She moved with him
Hearts aligned
While her hips thrust forward
Came against him
Simultaneously
He strove to quiet himself
Reluctant to let her go
Wanting more
Falling asleep with her loose hair
Held tightly in his hand
Both breathed peacefully
With faint smiles on their lips.