Only In Dreams
Skin like silk caresses mine.
Warm breathe licks at my neck like a teasing wind.
I inhale the scent of your soft wavy hair,
as it cascades down over your shoulders.
Your lips, rosey pink, inch closer to mine.
The air that separates us,
the space between us grows smaller.
I reach for you,
my fingers getting closer, I open my eyes.
My heart drops.
You are gone. Your presence lingers.
Though I do not know your name,
I will find you.
My dream girl.
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