If dreams were real
Alone laying in my big bed, you so often come to mind, sometimes it's a kinky thought, sometimes it's soft and kind
I think over all my dreams, I relive them through my rhymes, fleeting moments of happiness, shared with you in some space and time
They all seem so very real, I can almost feel your gorgeous skin, feel your Rose open, as I slide myself right in
Feel your softest kisses, smell the sweet scent if your hair, I know it is just a dream but it's so real, on this I swear
Tenderness and passion, your juices are mine to taste, I love everything we share, I let nothing go to waste
I remember every moment, I transcribe it down as rhyme, then send it into the universe, we're it waits, until the end of time
Waiting for my dream girl to find it, until she knows how much she means, she's more than a simple dream, she is my Goddess Queen
I try my best to explain, try to write down just how I feel, I'd spend a million lives with her, if only dreams were real
THE KINKY POET
