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Submitted by Katalina from Brooklyn New York USA
Date: Mon Mar 18 16:59:16 2002
To Dream of things (for Nick) me and you, under the sheets
what will happen when our tounges meet
I feel your fingertips across my face
your mouth has such a sweet taste
my body is sweating hot like fire
as you fulfill my every single desire
you run your fingers through my hair
I cant believe you and I are here,
your lips brush against mine
so soft and lucious, and feeling fine
this poem was written from the heart
just for my one and only sweetheart
his eyes are warm, but the color of ice
his heart is sweet and he's very nice
he will hold me in his arms some day
and we'll make love, in many different places
i'll be wearing many expensive laces
all of them you will take off
your hands are so silky softy
when I wake up in the morning i'll kiss your lips
and then i'll kiss your finger tips
but when I realize its just a dream
it hurts so much I have to scream
my heart burns with so much pain
from dreaming in the places that we have lain
together, me and you
Can do all the things that lovers do
My sweet Nickki, I Love You. -K.R.P.
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