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An Intimate Dream
by A C Smitty
A dozen red roses and some light whipped cream
A dab there, a dab here and just a gentle nibble on her ear
A few tender kisses on her red lips
And I know deep in my heart she will never resist
As I move on, our love elevates higher
And each of us knows this is our wildest desire
Our passion develops like a hot raging fire
I can see this will be our most intimate hour
As we reach the end, our bodies quake
This uncontrollable urge that couldn't be faked
We fall asleep in each other's arms
Clinging to each other till morning's early dawn
We know deep in our hearts that this was the real thing
And never was an intimate dream
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