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Jan 2020
I sat amongst the tree's walking from
Dream to dream, finding you in each one.
Wondering what is it that makes me love you.

Why do I always return to your arms in dreams and fantasies?.

Even now as I am alone in the woods my  mind is flooded with thoughts of you. Am I a slave to you and your love?.

Your body haunts my dreams.
Each word touches me so deeply.
Brought to be my knees by your smile.

Stolen dreams and Engulfed in a burn
Desire all started by you.
Written by
stephanie burrows  F
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