Dreams of Lust

She dreams of lust and lusts for dreams,
And there is more to her than what she seems —
For if you knew her in the dark, you’d know
A place you never dreamed you’d dare to go.

She dreams of you and longs for you,
And there, behind the lies, is what is true —
It might be more than you could take, believe:
If you walked in, you might not ever
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Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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