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May 2015
Its night time,I say my prayer..
And only hope to dream of my futuristic lover,
I close my eyes to sleep,
And he steps into my imagination
He comes to see me in his jeep,
I breathlessly go outside to peep
To be sure its him..
He's with his team,
Just so he can show me off to his mates,
I feel a bit shy,then he reassures me with a kiss in my almost confused state,
He tells me he loves me,
And that he's going to marry me...
And then.....................
****!someone jst woke me!!
Tapiwa Individualist
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Tapiwa Individualist  F/Zambia
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   Ariel Baptista
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