The day begins with eyes so cold,
Glaring soft into darkness old.
Soft hands grab me, pulling me close
He is the person I want the most.
Blue eyes into mine, falling so low;
Casting into brown an eerie glow.
I want him so bad, I think he knows
This is why he teases so.
A tantalizing taste of love on lips,
His hands move seductively over my hips.
He's pulling me tight, I'm finally free
So handsomely moving atop of me
Our bodies contort to one another
He knows I want him, and none other.
He smiles down at me, kissing me soft
His emotions toward me are all I sought
Each breath matching as passion stirs
Our own little world of Magick unfurls.
He's getting closer and my eyes are locked
As he begins to fun, I go into shock
I can hardly believe this! He's chosen me!
The alarm starts buzz, it was all just a dream...



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