My Dream
As I lay in bed, I dream a dream. Of your body and mine doing the obscene. Playing with each other, the games we invent. Wanting it all with no more torment. I cover you in oil the flavor a surprise. I cannot wait to taste you, and look into your eyes. Running my tongue over you, thinking how good you taste. I want to be slow, there's no reason for haste. We've got all the time, the time we both need. If only reality was as good as my dream... Written September 20th, 2001 © on Nov 07 2001 04:15 PM PST, Deborah Wolz 0 • 16
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