You came to me last night, an unearthly visitor, entwining yourself within my dreams, softly creeping into the outskirts of my mind, teasing me with visions of love
You laid a hand upon my soul, lured me into your arms, as I floated through worlds created by my own desires, my own needs and longings
You were sweet, I laughed within the circle of your love, a joyful sound emerging from a battered soul
You were warm and inviting, I wanted to entwine myself with you forever, flesh to flesh, soul to soul, to become lost in your embrace
You were mine, though only in my dreams, for one night, we were meant to be
Two souls joined together in loves embrace, disembodied spirits, flying free, through the power of a dream
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