A wild imagination poem.
There she sat in your bedroom
She was dressed all in white lace
Her skin so beautiful and brown
You would stare at the shape of her face
You lift her up upon your bed
You are gentle as you lay her down
Then you push her long hair to one side
Was that a smile you give or a frown?
Then you lay down beside her
She was the dream of your life
You wanted her to be alive
And to take her for your wife
But alas dreams are not reality
And you laughed at how silly you was lol
For she could never be real
She was just your china doll.
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