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the moan

the moan

dreams of desire
I dreamed of you last night

I felt your breath

move over my breasts

the nipples stiffening with the warm waft

of your being

I heard your voice last night

it's beautiful English cadence

causing the lips of my folds

to gently move apart

as the dew of my desire coated my petals

I felt your touch last night

as your fingers drifted with insistence

into the center of my being

I moaned last night

your name

over and over

as I pulsed with my desire

with my finale

of my love for you

I woke last night

and realized it was all a dream

and I moaned once more

in sorrow at my loss

of your love
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