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Rated: E · Poetry · Romance/Love · #2162622
Deep inside the mind.

Returning to a place deep in my mind.
I dreamed while washing glasses made in France.
Of all the days and nights which I was blind.
Could not see far enough to get a glance.
But then there came a time to take a chance.
Their was no choice I had to take that risk.
I wished there was a way; get back romance.
Stop time so that your body I could frisk.
Make hairs upon your neck start getting brisk.
While fingers gently caress inner thigh.
The background music softly played on disk.
Then spirits start to tango in the sky.
It almost felt as tho I lived a lie.
It's all for not; I knew the end was neigh.

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