Dream Dream Dream

You know how dreams are

the dogs were running in the woods

we kissed everywhere and we were damn good at it

I took you to mom and dad’s

we talked about movies and music

with a guest I didn’t recognize

they hadn’t divorced yet

you had brown hair, big eyes

maybe an accent

dressed in black

we were falling hard until

you said you had to tell me who you really were

I imagined all sorts of terrible things

But we kept kissing

and then I woke

I didn’t even know your name



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