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Nov 2018
Here comes that dream again.
I am 17 not 58
My oldΒ Β candy apple red 64 mustang convertible
Screams it throaty roar.
From its straight through muffler.
The Beatles are screaming
All my lovin.
From my favorite 8 track tape.

Next to me is Abby Foster
Only the hottest girl in my school.
She is laughing in joy
and slips her hand into mine.

I have been fantasizing
about her for weeks.
Maybe today's the day
She will.....
Never mind its my dream, right.
I love this dream

The alarm clock rings
and gives me a rude awakening.
The scene changes to the
Real world on a workday morning.
I turn to the middle aged lady
In the bed next to me.

Gently I awaken her.
And kiss her forehead.
I say softly.
Rise and shine
Abby my love.
It's 7am.
Sometimes you get what you need.
Jude
Written by
Jude kyrie  Canada
(Canada)   
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