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My Golden Haze
Imagination glows within my mind;
It heats and melts materials that fuse;
Intentions multiply and I, soon, find
I dream a golden haze filled with such truths
As I've found hidden in my dazzled head;
New futures open up, as do my thighs,
When eyelids blink to find you on my bed;
Nightdress above my breasts, I feel the size
Of your hard cock, expanding like a slab
Of marble, pushing in to penetrate;
You thrust in forcefully, as if to stab
Resistance from your path, as I awake
To all your needs, embedded in my cunt,
Glowing, imaginatively, with want.
It heats and melts materials that fuse;
Intentions multiply and I, soon, find
I dream a golden haze filled with such truths
As I've found hidden in my dazzled head;
New futures open up, as do my thighs,
When eyelids blink to find you on my bed;
Nightdress above my breasts, I feel the size
Of your hard cock, expanding like a slab
Of marble, pushing in to penetrate;
You thrust in forcefully, as if to stab
Resistance from your path, as I awake
To all your needs, embedded in my cunt,
Glowing, imaginatively, with want.
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