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Flying Without Wings

In the hours of nighttime, when all is dark,
And in dreamland my mind ventures again...
My love, Kara, comes to me and so I hark!
To the touch of love on my dreaming brain.

It feels like flying without wings!
My heart dances, skips, and sings.
Such magic makes me feel this way!
When Kara and I together play.

I hear his voice whispering into my soul,
With such passion it drives me almost crazy.
And right when I am about to lose control,
He takes me beyond the heights of ecstasy!

It feels like flying without wings!
My heart dances, skips, and sings.
Such magic makes me feel this way!
When Kara and I together play.

On a bed of flowers, or on a sea of clouds,
His hands caress me, and I know paradise.
I am his princess, he makes me feel proud,
In ways that my spirit is unable to disguise.

It feels like flying without wings!
My heart dances, skips, and sings.
Such magic makes me feel this way!
When Kara and I together play.

The nighttime hours go by so very quickly,
But, in my dreams, it can seem as forever...
When I spend it with Kara so very happily!
And he says that my fantasies are so clever.
Written by CrazyPrincess_Chlo (Chloe A. Harper-Ashton)
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