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Midnights Dream

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The blood in my veins quickened in their pace
as his arms weaved their way to my waist.
His body is teasing mine by caressing my skin with his.
He twirls my hair,
but he doesn't know he's spinning my mind as well.
He skims through, as if looking for my naked soul.
He finds all my strengths and all my weaknesses,
by just spinning a strand of hair.
Round and round my world will go where it stops I'll never know.
Our hands clasp as our bodies intertwine.
His tender kiss is fierce it leaves me wanting more.
I lay there with my head on his perspiring chest
memorizing the rhythm of his heartbeat.
While noticing that it matched mine,
suddenly he awoke flashing me a grin that I could never forget.
Leaning forward he carefully whispers in my ear.
"YOU’RE LATE FOR SCHOOL"!
Swatting at that bloody alarm clock,
for waking me before I knew what it means,
but then just realizing that it was just a midnights dream.





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