Lonnie Hicks - My Dream Feels

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If it weren't for that perfect fit breasts to my chest; if it weren't for those perfect lips mine to yours I'd not be so in love with you. If it weren't for your flower-petal voice those summer breeze yearning eyes my summer heart would not have blossomed so. Absent my throbbing center and yours matching we'd not have sailed to ectacy's edge but we did; such that without even touching we evinced these and more. So speak to me in my Bed's Night imagination plumb and remembering fantasy blended till there is no separating dreams and the real and this is perfection's tip penetrating Breathing me and I you lungs filled with that that perfect mix estacy remembering and dreaming you is all any person needs because bodies make no subtle distinctions between dreams and the real in the three am hours. Lonnie Hicks poemhunter.com/poem/my-dream-feels/