Here's the second one

Daydreams
by Ann

I see him smile at me
Gesture of affection
Words mean nothing
I feel what his smile means

He touches my hand
Another gesture
Explained away by social rules
Altogether different when it is his touch

He looks at me
My appearance is pleasing
Simple acknowledgement of my symmetry
But his eyes, hold something incredible

He dances with me
Arms clasped, legs in motion
Customary practice with couples
His arms make me feel alive and vital

He sings with me
Words accompanied by notes
Arrangements pleasing to hear
But his voice touches my soul

Make love to me
Male and female in act of reproduction
Intercourse with a mate
The one thing left to show me....