Dream of me

She whispered “Dream of me” after pulling herself from my hip

In the darkness I saw her bite her lip

I had a hard time taking my hand from this girls grip

 

She walked away like only she can

From this angle it would be impossible to not be a fan

Takes my breath away every time according to plan

 

I hang my head and wander away

Thoughts of her are impossible to sway

Heart in my hand, yet as usual I don’t know my next play

 

-Destiny Fochtman

 

 

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