Posted in out of character, personal

Bad Poetry (oh noetry)

Last night in a dream
You put your hands on my shoulders
looked me in the eyes
(your eyes were green)
Told me it’s going to be all right
And kissed me
(your mouth tasted like vanilla)
Just a kiss
A long
delicious
perfect kiss

And I woke up knowing
You’re not that guy
And to you I’m not that woman

And I sighed.

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