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Him

I came to him
on a silent command
kneeling and waiting
for his touch to graze
my cheek
He watches me
as he blows cherry
smoke in the air
reminding me of
his sweetness
and his care
Right beside him
was a glass-filled
with dark amber
He likes his drink
I enhance the flavor
His eyes cast down
on me
as my head lays on his knee
"I see you are willing to
bend for me tonight"
Then I woke up
with beads of sweat
clinging to skin
What does it mean
when I dream of ...
Him.
Written by fianaturie8 (Fia Naturie)
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Author's Note
Musing, Not sure where I am going with this.
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