A Bat Who Loves A Cat
Derek Lee
If I dream about you do I then call you my muse or my fantasy or does it just mean the same thing or is it that I have unbelievably & foolishly high hopes of finding myself wrapped in your embrace looking into your pure reflections of beautiful blue wavelengths mirroring the softest & most lovable soul that is yours even as you are in love with the shadow going wherever he takes you eye & eye with darkness & danger I can't help but to still feel undeniably yours as if I belong to you as in I am being drawn to you I am but a bat that is in love with a cat that will eat me alive & you know what I'd be okay with that if you were mine
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