I dream I’m making love to you.
And that I’m kissing you in all the right places.
I dream I’m taking off my shirt and unclasping my bra and taking off my panties.
I dream of letting it out.
The pain of wanting to kiss you relentlessly to the point where I’m taking off your shirt and unclamping your belt buckle.
I dream I’m taking off your pants and kissing your baby soft lips
And I dream that I’m fucking you slowly and passionately.
I also dream that I’m protecting you but your bones are broken; smashed into two.
I dream you’re dead. And I’m scared shitless of losing you that way.
So I’ll just dream of kissing away your fears and reassuring most of your doubts and your unhappiness.
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