At night
In my dreams
He comes to me
Tempting me
With his chiseled chin
His high cheeks
Looking at me
With his eyes
Seeing all
Of me with his
Baby blues
Melting my heart
Taking me in his arms
Drawing me to his chest
I count the tatts as
I listen to the beat
Of his heart
His muscles
Covered in ink
Protectively
Cradling
Me to him
Tempting me
To have an affair
As he whispers
In my ear
‘Call me by my name
Make this real
We are the same
Let us make a deal
You I will claim
Our love to seal’
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😁👏 “Counting his tats” liked that line! Excellent work M Combs.
Oh my MC. What are you dreaming of in the dark of night. Careful, it might be the devil, and you know how he is.
This was so scary for me, lol. The other day I dreamt that an unknown guy came to my house and since he's my guest now, I was making polite conversation with him and this dude decided to kiss me! Like ewww! I pushed him away so hard and said "Just because I'm polite doesn't mean I'm interested in you!". He was so confused 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
Oh mama !!! Are you going to make it real and seal the deal????
My, my, my, Mother. Your dreams are far more interesting than mine (& mine can get pretty interesting).
Did I say you could use my picture?😁🤣😆
Is it hot in here, or is it me 😮