Treasure Island

Mackenzie Loyd

Morning Dream

A morning dream;
to not only wake up and be seen,
but for your touch to be felt,
your breath on my neck,
and for your tight grip;
my safety belt.
My first sight to see,
wouldn't be anything but you and me.

Submitted: Monday, July 14, 2014

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