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Mysterious vision
Mysterious vision
Wandering through my dream one night, something caught my eye, it was a girl dancing, my heart gave out a sigh
Who was this mysterious girl, her hair was dark and long, I could hear her singing as she happily skipped along
Her curves were so beautiful, she was dressed in pretty lace, she turned around and smiled at me, her brown eyes shone within her face
She looked so very sexy, though I was mesmerized by her big brown eyes, i couldn't stop looking at her gorgeous shapely thighs
I found myself mesmerized by this stranger who's in my dream, her beauty was so breathtaking, her skin had the smoothest sheen
She led me through my dream all night, I followed as she danced, fixated by the way she moved, this poet stood no chance
He was captivated, he belonged to the girl of dance, everywhere she glided too, he followed in a trance
Was this some kind of magic, a spell cast within her dance, truly she didn't need a spell, she had him at first glance
Finally the singing stopped, she stood there face to face, she placed a hand upon my chest, she could feel my poor heart race
Then she said to me "Dear poet, I'm here to bring you love and joy, so now you'll find me here every night, my special poet boy"
If that is what you want she said, it will always be your own decision, it seemed a very simple question, for who wouldn't want to see a mysterious vision
Ron
Wandering through my dream one night, something caught my eye, it was a girl dancing, my heart gave out a sigh
Who was this mysterious girl, her hair was dark and long, I could hear her singing as she happily skipped along
Her curves were so beautiful, she was dressed in pretty lace, she turned around and smiled at me, her brown eyes shone within her face
She looked so very sexy, though I was mesmerized by her big brown eyes, i couldn't stop looking at her gorgeous shapely thighs
I found myself mesmerized by this stranger who's in my dream, her beauty was so breathtaking, her skin had the smoothest sheen
She led me through my dream all night, I followed as she danced, fixated by the way she moved, this poet stood no chance
He was captivated, he belonged to the girl of dance, everywhere she glided too, he followed in a trance
Was this some kind of magic, a spell cast within her dance, truly she didn't need a spell, she had him at first glance
Finally the singing stopped, she stood there face to face, she placed a hand upon my chest, she could feel my poor heart race
Then she said to me "Dear poet, I'm here to bring you love and joy, so now you'll find me here every night, my special poet boy"
If that is what you want she said, it will always be your own decision, it seemed a very simple question, for who wouldn't want to see a mysterious vision
Ron
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