As I walked outside at midnight I saw her face in the moonlight She was tall and slinky Like a long yearning passion That was always there She came to me A gaze in her eyes Told me to kiss her Kiss her in a passion That was so like a dream A dream that would end at dawn If I see her again it will be at The stroke of midnight...
Reason for writing:
about a dream I had
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