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The Bitter Sweet Impact of Fantasy to Reality

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If he only knew how much he affects me...

Did you know that I already looked at your picture last night before I went to sleep?

As expected you don't look like the man in my imagination.

You looked good and tender as your words in our conversations.

And I slept last night with you in my thoughts.

I lay in bed with a pillow beside me assuming it was you,

Your widely spread arms enclosed me from behind,

Your hard chest against my back,

Feeling your soft breath on my nape.

You give some more muscle, and pull me closer,

Together we relish this world's wonder.

I faced you, and lookedstraight in your eyes,

And we passionately kissed like no goodbyes.

You're moves are alwaysmoderate,

when you're about topenetrate.

We moved as one,

And I never felt this good with anyone.

I heave a sigh, “to touch yours is what I loved to do",

You smiled at me and said, “babe I really love it too".

I kissed you like there's no tomorrow,

Because I know this is only a timeborrowed.

Making love all night,

Knowing it isn't right.

We promised to keep this a secret,

As our souls will always meet in private,

We'll go back to reality in separate ways.

I hope to be with you in other world someday.

You left me with a piece of you that I could cherish.

Till the sun rises in the west and sets in the east.

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