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I Dreamed

I dreamed, so soft her golden hair,
Hands to hands, lips to lips will twine,
She’s such a lovely, lethal snare,
Kisses like to wine.

And so like tourmalines her eyes,
Her cheeks with roses in their pearl,
While tattooed snakes curled round her thighs,
Pretty Siren girl.

I saw her red and lacquered nails
So long and thin and fabulous.
Her cooing words like psychic gales,
Whispered susurrus.

Her shoes were tall as minarets,
Wound round her calves with silver thongs,
She smelled of myrrh and anisette,
Her laughter like songs.

I dreamed of love both lost and won,
I know my Siren’s sweet perfume,
Though with the coming of the Sun
There’s no one in my room.

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  • Night Hope gold member
    May 12

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    "I dreamed of love both lost and won,
    I know my Siren’s sweet perfume,
    Though with the coming of the Sun
    There’s no one in my room."

    Sooo, then...she must work an early shift, like me. Gorgeous, Scribe. You turn heads with your words, my Friend. Make 'em swoon, Sweetie. Wanda