Nothing But A Dreamer

You were piloting this rickety airplane, seaplane, pontoons and life vests. I asked if you knew how to fly and you gave me a look of supreme confidence so I just looked out the window over ocean. Then we kissed (but a lot of my dreams involve a kiss) but this was a great kiss, a quiet and precious kiss that meant we were alone again even if just for a second. In a pure, simple and beautiful dream. A dream I can’t ever imagine telling you about.

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