Open windows with curtains adrift,
midnight breeze with cigarettes tonight.
Nicotine-induced nostalgia,
is delightful in the absence of light...
Bedtime without you,
turns mattress to shale.
Feasts in your absence,
just ardently stale...
I dreamt of you last night,
I snored in romantic bliss.
The dream was very vivid,
as vivid as a big wet kiss.
The dream felt different though,
I felt like I didn’t know you.
You look exactly..
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