my room is full of fairies,
waterfalls and windchimes,
i like to sleep with the fan on and the windows open,
i like to hear there music,
n close my eyes n dream,
i like to dream of wilderness of, a wreckless wolf
n imagine him pacing my window,
barred teeth and droll
snarled lips,
i like to think of his hunched back as he
crawls in
so silently,
n licks my face
n makes me quake,
n turns into a man,
a predatory lover,
the best ive ever had.....................
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