Dream Lover
Sweet prince
free yourself
from the pages of my journal
out of my head
into my arms
off the screen
and onto my lips
with a kiss that warms the night
a hug that melts the pain
a word that quiets the doubts
dries the tears
assauges the fears
charming regent
come free this doting street rat
from the days in drab search of your love
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