Dreaming of us
As I brushed my finger tips across yours, and felt of your soft smooth skin, my heart, it skipped a beat, for it knew it was heaven bound, as your garments, you removed one by one and my feast came into full view. My lips, they knew just what to do, kissing their way up one side and down the other. Laying there with you by my side I knew I was where I always wanted to be, and I had finally arrived, as I did frolic and play and linger in your valleys, feeding my hunger. And I knew it was but a dream, so I didn't want to wake, though I knew that I soon would. It was your face that I tried to see, so I could recognize you, once awake, my dream girl. Now I think I know who you are, but I don't know how to find a way, to get to where you are. So this I will ponder time and again, and plan and scheme as I chart a path to you. Written January 4th, 2002 © on Jan 04 2002 07:46 AM PST 0 • 10
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