While She Was Sleeping
Utopia, her daughters would bring flowers
Unto our love's destiny her, dreams, coming true...
Under a tomorrow's galaxy their shimmering stars and,
She, undressing my heart her, beauty, kissing mother's breasts..
Two, sharing ecstasy's deepest, emotions her revelation, `Ours ~ `Just,` why we dare....
....`Pursue, `Her Love?!` *
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