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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Lady love, have you now a moment, rare? I'll turn the heat you spawn to steam. If you have a minute or two to spare, I'll relate to you, my dream. I laid last night in still repose, thinking of your lovely skin, covered up with silky clothes, diaphanous and thin. Though, lovely as those garments be, at greater beauty they only hint, which, so happy I would be to see, I would not leave a fingerprint. Just below your flowing hair, should these garments be undone, revealing alabaster shoulders bare, and orbs, outshining moon and sun. An hourglass this one would behold, from top to bottom or in reverse, punctuated by features bold, in which my ardor I would immerse. ...and your skin, so delicate, soft, and such, that should a meeting we convene, from head to toe 'twould be best to touch, and everything in between. We could linger long in contact near, and looking hard you would never see a gap that would between us appear big enough to fit a flea. Our parts so very well would match, and complement piece by piece, and if needed they would attach, and to the right spot they would reach. ...and so, in my thoughts I gathered pluck, and as I pondered me and you, would, I, one day, have the amazing luck to love you through and through? ...and so it was, that each sweet thought breezed through my sleepy head, and ended in a dot, dot, dot... Soon I slept soundly upon my bed. ...but these musings would not end there. As I mentioned, I had a dream, and you may be surprised to hear, it had a much different theme. An exploring expedition I did command, across gentle hills, snowy and white. My two-by-five-man army, they did understand. Their goal was to delight, moreover, to excite. As they scouted valleys so very deep, whose slippery slopes would undulate, and upon the hills, pointed peaks so steep, their goal, not to forget, but to await. Waking, I thought "I'll ask my love here for tea. Of the mysterious dream, what could she glean?" So, do sit so snugly atop my lap or maybe on my knee, and smartly tell me what it all does mean.
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