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In my dreams, I could have been a king
A monarch of many, I could make people sing
Sitting in a throne made of solid gold
To represent my kingdom, bright and bold
Instead, I dreamt sitting next to you
In a small bed that was made for two
I felt like royalty, in a different way
What I would do for that dream to stay
In my dreams, I could have been brave
To be regarded a hero, that was once a slave
Bards would tell my tale for ages to come
Something any male would deem as fun
Instead, the tales were on a large screen
The door was closed, so we could not be seen
For our lips to touch, and our eyes to stare
Whilst I play with silky hair
In my dreams, I could have been in flight
To let my worries die with airborn delight
So I had no ground on which to confide
As I spread my arms out to the side
Instead, My arms were holding you head
For we were together in your bed
We were in senseless but blissful kissing
My worries and my problems went missing
In my dreams, I could have been known well
So the passion I carry could actually sell
I would live off my music and be renowned
So my better happinesses could be found
Instead, happiness was still discovered
When our pent up passion was finally uncovered
It's silly I would fall for someone so far
But on that ideal, I tripped, and fell hard

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Wow, Zak. you have no idea how happy this makes me. You are incredibly talented.
<3

That was beautiful.