every night he come like an UNKNOWN,
an go on morning like an UNKNOWN,
what will i do with this dream EVERY NIGHT,
you were not mine!
why do you come like this FALSE DREAM,
sneak trough the DARKNESS of NIGHT,
touching my skin!
rubbing me!
kissing me!
what should i do about this dream,
that never happened!
BUT STILL,
EVERY NIGHT it come to my dream and leave in MORNING!
This poetry is based on imagination,
Of someones life in the way to express their love.
Thanks for reading.
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