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I return home after work, going to nap in my bed
so I set down my suitcase and untie my velvet nuse
and make my way to my room, letting loose a little yawn
I get to my bed and lie down, slowly drifting off
suddenly I recieve a txt from my beloved
It's my birthday and she wishes me the best
I drift off into sleep till it all goes black

I awake in my most prized locations
my dreamland, the one place I'm truely free
a place where I have wings and fly to places I wish to be
places such as, South Carolina, France, and Italy

then I awake to a woman over me smiling
She is beautiful, great figure, beautifulsmile and red curled locks
her eyes light mint green, a window to her soul
showing passion and love for only me
my girlfriend's passion is firey as her hair

"morning sleepy" she wispers in my ear kissing my neck
she reaches my cheek, chin, mouth
her lips soft and tender like our love for eachother
our passion combining making a warmth throughout our bodies
the warmth our passion creates is the flame on or candle of love

she steals my breath, giving me her's in exchange
then our tounges meet inside our mouths going in mine and her's
the love tieing us together, only us, no one else
the Earth fades, leaving us alone enjoying eachother

Then my eyes shoot open to... no one
that was the most vivid dream I've ever had
Why is my soul tortured so? To have dreamed her up?
Why do I share a love with the dream
If she is not real, then why is my love for her is?
Why am I really alone on this, my bearthday?