Not Nice of You
Last night I held you tightly to my heart
And felt your need for me. Pressing desire
That caused a flash of passion to ignite
And stir in me a heat as from a fire.
I heard you murmur softly in my ear and
Kissed you as you lay there by my side.
I felt my pulse begin to race and then
I woke to find it just a dream. I cried.
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