You couldn’t get
enough.
And I of you.
You held my hand.
Your lashes scratched my cheeks.
Bare legs were touching and
the world had gone away.
You said you wanted
all of me.
I was so flattered.
It’s yours to take,
I said.
Then I woke up.
I’d like to dream tonight,
and dream of you.
Perhaps you would,
my love
tell me
you will.
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