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Mixing Dreams

I dream as only lovers can
of ivory smooth and white
hid from the sun's cruel stare
robes discrete,none shall see
save me,beneath the aspen tree.
Show me the grove where opals lie
soft and pink beneath a hood
hold my hand take me to the place
I dream both day and night
how soft no earthly jewel more bright
hold back those lips let me kiss
worship as I kneel to suck,
gentle as the honey bee,
feel the butterfly wings expanded
your sex wide and heavy laden
scents of joy and tastes of heaven
you promised me last night
Let us share our nectars,see my hood
unfolds a crystal on your fingers
confirms my desires,let me slip
into the rose as sepals fall
Gentle deep I enter grateful
for the honour; give me your breast
quench my thirst,nipples hard
comfort for my tongue
press your belly to my thighs
feel the warmth within you
mixing dreams and aching limbs.
Written by Kexby (john rickell)
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