Dreaming Poem by James Hunter

Dreaming

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Your hair a fiery red
Crystal blue for your eyes
An hour glass for a figure
My hands upon your thighs
A tan and clear complexion
Bump and grinding at the hips
Smelling your aroma
And tasting your sweet lips
My arms are wrapped around you
Though we've never danced before
The rhythm we are making
Our feet float across the floor
I am caught up in this moment
Awe inspired we float along
I hope this lasts forever
As we're dancing to this song
Our bodies sway together
There is nothing that we lack
My alarm goes off and here I am
Eyes now open on my back

Tuesday, October 16, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: fantasy
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