i look at you,
and fear to love.
so scared to lose
myself in your soft touch.
and if i fall,
shall you catch me?
i'm in mid-dream
i see you there,
you are touching me.
holding me,
loving me.
when i wake,
will you be there?
or will i taste
the bitter air?
i still dream,
of making love.
somewhere here
in my bed.
will you stay when i wake
and hold me close
and intimate.
shall i stay
in this mid-dream
so i could touch
your hot silk skin?
but i still wake,
and realize
that dreams can be reality.
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