Dreamer

Her hair cascades like waterfalls
Crashing over her shoulders
Her eyes are soft as pillows
With a fire that slowly smolders

A kiss as soft as cotton balls
Her lips so full and bright
Curves that move this way and that
As I trace them in the night

I watch her sleep so peacefully
Her head upon my chest
And I am so content
As I close my eyes and rest

I never really know her name
I see her but each night
For when I open up my eyes
She's gone with mornings light





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