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Hopeful, Again.

Hopeful, again.

I am hoping for the best,

because I sleep restfully since I met you.

I tried your name out in my mouth,

and it fit. It tasted good.

I imagined a gentle kiss,

in the soft glow of the moonlight,

and, God, my body smouldered,

so starved for something she had barely tasted.

I lay in lace,

half awake,

begging you to stay,

when you try and send me to bed,

because I can’t bear to be without you,

already,

and honestly?

That scares me,

because I’ve been this girl before,

and she never stays this happy for long,

but I am hopeful, again.

I am hoping and praying for the best,

because my heart has been so rested since I met you.

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