I Dreamt of You
I dreamt of you last night.
Your kiss a gaping mouth.
Your finger, running up the length of my thigh,
felt as nothing.
Yet we made love.
I saw the hole in your heart
and ached for you.
© Birdstory Publications 2005
Your kiss a gaping mouth.
Your finger, running up the length of my thigh,
felt as nothing.
Yet we made love.
I saw the hole in your heart
and ached for you.
© Birdstory Publications 2005
posted by Bird | 9:58 AM
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