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Wet Dreams
Slow to wake
Still steeped in dreams
And
Heat
The sheets seem to be tangled around my shaken legs
Sweat, sweet scent
Melting off of this...
.....curious wanton body
I try to let go,
to shed these dreams of you
That
I always have
Now
When I'm wanting
What you won't give me
My night shirt must've...
...it's off and on the floor, wet
I must've stripped in the twilight hours,
feeling too much heat in my blood
I honestly don't remember the touch,
just the fading dreams
Of you
I'm still wet, it's just... Everywhere
The room feels overwhelmingly
Hot
Too much heat in my blood
I'm wanting
And you're not...
I can always tell
Because in this heat of passion lingering
on my tongue and
on my thighs
You don't even notice
Steeped in dreams of your own
And snoring softly beside me
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