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The dream,
The dream was a soft, milky way of heaven,
The ones that the heart beats with in a soft and steady motion. I was that dream in his head, That dream that was only read by angels. I run during his dream. I run into his arms that await, I hear the whispers of voices that I do not recall. The twilight sky turns into his house where I lay on his bed, trembling. I lay under the covers with him, feeling his hot breath in my neck while feeling a slightly uncomfortable throbbing feeling. I quietly close my eyes and lay there, in pure ecstacy for hours feeling the throb melt away. I lay there, deflowered in a beautiful way. Seeing my love there, seeing his eyes twinkle in his dark room. I wake up, I wake up from the dream where I lived my lifes desire, I wake up alone, Knowing that the face of my love is still not valid. |
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