A short poem about the secrets of lovers.
She is my secret lover inside of my dreams
as I watch her as she undresses she is my calm.
She is the cape of my day even as she screams
as I wish she was taking me to the prom.
We are together in my mind but, apart inside our real world
as we kiss my face gos numb and she is in my palm.
She is my secret but only inside of my dreams I am hers.
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