Dream

A gentle kiss On the tip of my shoulderEnough to stir me, but,Not wake me up.The dark brown eyes staring at meThe dream I would always love to seeThe dream pleasantly broken -By the touch of fingers running through my hair.Enough to make me look back at you,With dreamy eyes and lips curving into a smile -I know, then, for sure -I can forget the dream for a while...

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