Saturday, February 5, 2022

LOVE OF DREAM

 However, it started am so glad it did 

He passionately folds and coils me in his abode

His tongue was all over me too obsessed to let it go

Because I love how passion is found in me 

Upp with this guy girl 

Upper with girl guy

No judgment of me was made at that moment 

Just me and me clouding in that article of  roses

The night we had every day was spectacular

Temperatures are heating, ice is melting, eyes made contact

Laughing in our eyes, we ain't made together 

But with different agenda, we fold love in our dreams 

Am exaggerating, muscles uplifting with his little strength touch

Am not bonded to have that but love in my dream, cus I got all 

This love in my  dreams is coming to an end 

Am not waking up, because am so wolfish 

The same dream will not come over again if I wake up

Self-indulgent, passive illusions, admiration makes me want to sleep more.

I have fallen for his glimpse of touch which makes me insane

Wake me, wake me, up I say

Wake me, wake me, up I say

Just have to say adios, Au Revoir, sayonara to love of dream.

IRENEBOADITHEPOET



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