I believe you have heard much talk of my lolita, well in consolation i was kissed by her, or at least i managed to feel, or somewhat feel her lips press against my cheek. tender but not sloppy, thank god, anyway the rest of the dream was not as important (i really can't be bothered to tell you-I am way too happy)
It was what i would recollect as a beautiful dream.
Bubble and brew
the goblet of my soul
rising up, up and away like a balloon
floating in space
floating across the lake styx
i have lost everything
memories and photos
my mind a blur messy drawers.
fusion of hearts
she and I, hearts twined round a pole, she more vicious than I
melt away
saliva, her tender peck, soothes the pain in me
I am lost, in all bliss for i have released
it all
my lo
my love, my sweet.
end. no more to say I am just a really happy man.
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