Holding her was a passion i longed for
but fear my companion wont let me
so i kept hopin i will be with her not with a whore
Suddenly a glimpse of i her i saw
streching towards me
my wicked thought was 'whore'
Minutes fly by
kiss turns to kisses
elated i was and compelled to fly
could this be real
could it be a dream! i thought
even if it is, i loved the chill
but it was just was an allusion
the kiss and kisses were fake
the girl was just an imagination
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