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Jul 2012
I had a dream there was
a giant
outside my window.
His hair was
made of yarn.

He was walking
And stalking
He did not see me there.

And you were
there
right next to me.
I saw you there
lean close to
me
but the room was dark
it was morning.

Where’d the giant go?

I felt your breath draw near to me
I heard the beast walk near to me
I felt your lips press up to me.
close to me
spontaneously

your lips
they touched so
fervently
so warmly
and so they fell
so softly

I’d cross the giant
To feel
to touch
you
With me
Like that
Again.
Written by
Sarah  F/Oregon
(F/Oregon)   
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