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Or Was It Real?
As I sit looking out the window,
The window opens....
The cold, dew wind snuggs my small body,
The darkness fills the room.
Then, suddenly, you appeared.
My shinny knight wearing nothing at all,
your strong hands more up and down my body,
You handle me with so much care.
As if I were made of glass.
Your sweet lips touch mine.
Your tongue wraps around mine,
Still ceasing me....
My body is over heating from the fires within the both of us.
As fast as you came to me,
Is as fast as you left.
Could I have been dreaming?,
Or Was It Real?
