In the stillness of the night, almost without wanting to, I would invade your dreams. It would be Morpheus, in his magic, stitching together our realities, allowing me to appear before you without warning. Leaning against any wall, I would make a silent invitation, a promise in shadows. Or perhaps, I would be by your side in bed, my defiant and seductive smile calling you. Come, dare to cross that thin line between dream and reality. Let me be the fantasy that invades you, the desire that envelops you. I am here, waiting for Morpheus to trace our meeting, where your dream ends and I begin. #desire

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dallas110 Brunette On the most serene night The beautiful brunette stops crying Because of her beauty Wherever she goes she steals the scene. As beautiful as the goddess Athena With beautiful eyes and a small mouth. But wherever she goes, her beauty is drained. Afraid of being judged. She thinks she's ugly