dreams now come to an end;
you floated into a realm
of inner possession.
...i refuse to set free,
should i do, an awakening,
creation of awayness
will numb me.
a want for warm caresses,
whispers of naught softly to my ears;
slight intimation, now
ethereal amatory manifestation.
more and more is all i seek;
-as i am still asleep,
beg you in all crazinessplease love, give me more
wake-up calls.












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