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Boy of My Dreams

Laying on my bed, tired of fight another day

I want to rest, sleep. I close my eyes

I find myself in a beautiful place

At the peak of a mountain

Where the sky is at dawn

And the wind softly blowing through my hair

Carrying with itself the most pretty cherry blossom leaves

I've never seen

seem dancing with the soft wind's blow

 

Marveled, I stay

I've ever seen such a place on earth

I feel the light heat of the sun but

the wind makes me shriver from its cold blow

I across my arms

trying to make myself a little warm

 

From the distance

You came

I am atonished, thinking I'm seeing an angel

Towards me slowly you walk

I saw your face

your hair, golden brown dancing with the wind

your eyes pierced through mine

leaving my soul naked at your sight

your lips so smooth, like made of silk

and light pink, soft reddish

 

My heart is beating faster

with every step you take towards me

within only inches apart

Our faces meet

You opened your arms

and take me closer to you

Your arms so strong and delicate at the same time

I lean my head on your chest

I feel safe

 

Then you move your head

Your lips rosin my ear

you said "

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