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As my eyes begin to close,
All I can think about is your touch.
The way your fingertips trace my lips,
The way you draw little hearts on the palm of my hand.
I see your smiling face, then you kiss me.
It takes me by surprise but I kiss you back.
We begin to strip down into nothing,
Falling onto the bed
Wraped into eachother, like one person.
You whisper you love me, softly into my ear.
Then it's all over.
We snuggle and fall asleep together.
I open my eyes and your not there..
To find out, it was just a dream.
I sigh sadly and close my eyes again,
To continue my no less then perfect nightmare.
 Dear Miss Anthrope · Mon Sep 14, 2009 @ 09:08pm · 0 Comments |
