and I have filthy dream
of kissing your lips
of you kissing my hips
and whispering sweet nothings where
my neck dips
I like to think that you watch me in
the night
twisting and writhing and moaning
your name
I like to think you’re dirty
and want to play this game
and I have red-rimmed eyes
from staying up too late
I have a hollow brain
from having too many filthy dreams

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