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Perfect Dream

I love our afternoon naps.

The sleeping is restful, but it’s not the best part.

It’s waking up next to you, but before you do.

Your dark hair partially covers your sweet face.

Brushing it gently away, and an angel appears.

As you lay on your tummy, dreaming, snoring softly.

I feel so lucky to have you as part of my life.

Pulling the sheet back off of your shoulders.

Gently sliding the spaghetti straps down.

Exposing your back, I lean over and kiss between your shoulder blades.

Light, soft kisses.

Just barely feeling your soft skin on my lips.

Pulling the sheet back farther.

Exposing your purple panty covered bottom. Looking so inviting.

Reaching down, caressing your lovely curves softly.

Not wanting to wake you.

Not yet.

Wanting to let you keep dreaming your perfect dream.

Living my perfect dream.

Never wanting it to end.

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