Thoughts of Sex
I awake dripping wet from a sleep of passionate lust
Day dreaming as I stare at the wall lying in bed
My thoughts are more than sexual
I’m in love with her
Barefoot as I strolled towards the open shower doors
I could hear the sound of rain
As I soak my body underneath coldwater
Drowning out the flames that has aroused me
Thinking to myself she only lives in dreams
I’m overwhelmed by a fairytale wishing for reality
There’s not another like her
Never realizing she has become my wildest fantasy
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