Gentle caresses
Dreams of tasting your lips
Feeling your breath on my skin
I close my eyes and imagine you there
There is one thing I wish for
The taste of your mouth against mine
Is it to much to ask for?
Too much to wish for?
I lay awake at night
Dreaming of you
I imagine your gentle caresses
And the taste of your soft lips
I almost cry from desperation
How many more nights must I lie alone
Kiss me
Even if you are from my imagination
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