When I close my eyes
I see him
I see him dancing with my problems
I see him making sure my problems have a good time
I see him kissing me everywhere
Everywhere his mouth needs to be
I feel his lips travel down my body
He kisses my face but not the mouth
I open my eyes and realize that he is gone
I stare and realize a dream that it had to be a dream I needed to be
YOU ARE READING
The beauty of our minds
PoetryDear readers, This is the very first poetry book I have ever made. I hopefully wish you will enjoy it. Love, Maud
