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Dream
Oh she has this aura and persona
Attracting me like a fly to aroma,
Drawn to her as if I am a wasp
I yearn to be burnt in her lamp.
She evokes a chill and I shiver
As my whole body in expectation quiver,
Wanting to hold her in my arms
And protect her from worldly harms.
Short of her embrace, I suffer
To hear those three magical words from her,
From those lips supple
To be kissed, my legs will buckle.
To be enchanted in those mystic eyes
With a blush on her cheeks I shall see sunrise,
The fantasy of love with her is a dream
And days spent with passion extreme.
© Skywalker
Attracting me like a fly to aroma,
Drawn to her as if I am a wasp
I yearn to be burnt in her lamp.
She evokes a chill and I shiver
As my whole body in expectation quiver,
Wanting to hold her in my arms
And protect her from worldly harms.
Short of her embrace, I suffer
To hear those three magical words from her,
From those lips supple
To be kissed, my legs will buckle.
To be enchanted in those mystic eyes
With a blush on her cheeks I shall see sunrise,
The fantasy of love with her is a dream
And days spent with passion extreme.
© Skywalker
