Dreaming
I'm lying here thinking of you, Dear.
Thinking and dreaming of us two near,
Feeling my skin turn red,
Lying alone in my bed,
Imagining what it would be like
to be yours for a night.
How can I feel such passion
for someone of your fashion?
Far away and out of sight,
your strength touches me in the night.
Dreaming of lips pressing mine
and hoping we don't run out of time.
For the "Dreams" Contest
Copyright © Carole Duet | Year Posted 2016
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