Invisible lips touched me in the midnight hour
Fireworks bloomed as I dreamed of a May shower…
Your hands danced across a clocks face…
Strong and new as I dreamed of your bed in a warmer place…
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Always a joy and pleasure to read and share your posts with followers, My Dear! Hope you have a great day!! 😘💕🎁🌹
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