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Dream guard
The cool skin of your arm
Laying under my head
The dream begins to fade
Breast pressed against my back
Breath flowing over my neck
The dream is but a shade
Your hand across my chest
Thighs pressed on thighs
As the dream drifts away
Slowly my eyes close
As i drift back to sleep
You keep the dreams at bay.
Laying under my head
The dream begins to fade
Breast pressed against my back
Breath flowing over my neck
The dream is but a shade
Your hand across my chest
Thighs pressed on thighs
As the dream drifts away
Slowly my eyes close
As i drift back to sleep
You keep the dreams at bay.
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