see I don’t sleep at night
sometimes I might most times
I try while my mind races
around me space is filled with
traces of the day just gone
plans and dreams of future success
don’t sleep but dream yes
and in the dream caress your coffee coloured arm
my lips linger over its silky skin
I gently stroke with my finger
in the dream
your coffee coloured ear and feel alarm
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