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Dream a Little Dream Of Me

I’m close to sleep,

desperate to wake up in your dreams,

intoxicated by your energy,

wrapped around your fingers like a silk ribbon.

Purged of my purity,

I am a portrait of passion,

smitten kitten,

helpless, held in your gaze,

in your grasp,

gasping for air,

gripped in a kiss that consumes me completely.

Haunted by desire that never leaves,


because my skin seeks out your hands,

but only finds them when we dream.

The world is yours

and so am I.

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