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Dream Lover
She called out a name in her sleep,
but the name wasn’t mine.
Moans of rapture and fervour followed,
but the name wasn’t mine.
I pretended to be the man in her dreams
and spoke words of love so fine.
In a state of ecstasy she called out a name,
but the name wasn’t mine!
poem
by
Orlando Belo
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