I dream of you often when I don’t hear from you .
I think of you often when ever I need a lift.
You are my friend someone I can see with a beacon at the end of the tunnel.
Could it be you are my fantasy?
I dream of you often and it all seems very real.
I hear you speak of music and feel you kiss my sweet spot.
Could it be I like you more than I care to admit?
I listen intently when you talk about Hendrix and his greatness
I talk about his greatness too along with his sexiness.
I dream of you when you remind me of who and what I am
You make me feel so free.
Even though you are not near me
And you have another in your life
Some how you complete me even though I treat you like a brother from another mother.
You mean a lot to me.
I dream of you often when…….
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Katherine M Mills