The crisp night breeze dances apon her soft porcelain skin. Only if she knew my heart was hers, whenever she was ready. Her eyes so enchanting, her hair as silky as the finest threads. At night is when I meet you, for dreams you only exist. A love like this, so genuine but taboo. I'm told it's a sin but my heart burns and aches for you. How I yearn to kiss your sweet lips, to caress your hair. No pain would you know, no fear would you see. My forbidden love, my destiny, two will become one if only In my dreams.

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