The quiet of the night holds secrets a son's yearning for his sleeping mother. Her soft breaths fill the room as he watches captivated by her beauty. The urge to touch grips him a silent battle within. He imagines her waking to his touch a sensual awakening. The air is thick with taboo longings. He leans in closer to feel her warmth. The moment stretches a dangerous game. He dreams of making her his. The fantasy plays out in his mind a symphony of pleasure. He wonders if she knows his inner turmoil. The temptation is all-consuming. He imagines her soft moans her passionate response. The thought alone is ignite a fire. He pictures her responding to his kisses. The fantasy consumes him a erotic dream. He yearns for her to wake and desire him. The night holds their forbidden story. He will cherish this private fantasy. The dawn approaches but the fantasy endures. He vows to revisit this forbidden dream again.