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I dreamt we kissed. It wasn’t anything cinematic, only that our heads were bent in conversation, and you pressed your lips to mine. It was cold, the kiss. And I felt the pressure in my sleep. The pressure pulling us together, the sensation of your lips on me, and the stress when waking that it was all a dream.
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Sep 13, 2013
Sep 13, 2013 at 12:54 PM UTC
Dream of a Kiss.
I dreamt we kissed. It wasn’t anything cinematic, only that our heads were bent in conversation, and you pressed your lips to mine. It was cold, the kiss. And I felt the pressure in my sleep. The pressure pulling us together, the sensation of your lips on me, and the stress when waking that it was all a dream.
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Sep 13, 2013
Sep 13, 2013 at 12:54 PM UTC
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