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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