13:
I had another dream, and wrote about it.
I saw your honey brown eyes and raven hair on that Thursday in November
It was supposed to be winter, but it felt like May
You walked up to me, gave me company, asked if I was free
I don’t know if it was because you wanted me, or you saw the chains around my feet
You kissed me that next Tuesday, a cruel day
They told me I wasn’t free
How dare they see me?
You put my lips on mine and it felt like a paradigm
Something made in 2003
I don’t think I’ll ever be free, but your hands in my hair, the way that you stare
The way that you care
Has taught me to believe
When I woke up and remembered that night you put your hands on me
I called you a quarter till 3
You’d think you would be asleep, but you turned out to be in a dream
I think you were made to put your hands on me
To set me free
But we have yet to meet
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