The leather of my gloves crinkles as I tighten the reins My steeds trot becomes a gallop We begin traveling through time ... through space ... arriving at a place unfamiliar Yet, it felt so safe ...
Shimmering through the shadows I'm drawn to a presence... My heart begins to pound as I see you laying there behind a veil of lace ... Resting so peaceful... so full of grace ... I remove my cloak and armor I sit down in a chair beside the bed Closing my eyes, drifting into your dreams There we make beautiful, passionate love in the twilight, just before dawn ...
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