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Sep 2018
What the hell are we doing
In your dream?

I can hardly catch my breath
My skin is flushed
Wake up
Or don’t
But I know somehow
That this is the moment
As you stretch out
under those covers
This is the moment I can feel
Myself beside you
Written by
Cowboy
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