Feeling that last night's heat
Is what is making my headache.
Our worlds are too far apart,
The thought that I need to be resting my head upon your chest.
And there I feel all my aches would go away
The dream wand I assumed from magnificence
By: Felix Emeka George
Copyright: 19 April 2017
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