7 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 ~ dnf

one...

One day...

Dear Dream,

I woke you up
by placing gentle kisses on your neck.
I think that was the happiest
i've ever seen you awake,
because you giggled so sweetly
and you scooped me up into your arms.
You treated me
like I was a delicate flower.

A flimsy
and wilted flower,
that needed tender loving care.
Snd it's safe to say
that I did,
and that flower
resembles me.

I woke you up
by planting small kisses on your cheeks
and when you noticed,
you kissed me back.
I felt all tingly inside again
like I was floating,
and you kissed me,
and held me so near.
You made my pain disappear.

I held your cheeks
and I kissed you on the lips.
I had missed that
a hell of a bunch.
Even if we had kissed last night,
I still missed your taste
because you taste so fucking sweet.

I kissed you over and over again
because I love your taste
and I love the way
your tongue connects with mine.
You tried to pull away,
but I stayed.
I wanted this to last an eternity.
I never wanted it to end.

But I guess
this is goodbye for now,
because I am done writing to you.

Hopefully,
you'll wake up tomorrow
and hopefully,
you'll outlive these seven days.

But for now,
just know
that you are loved
by me.

I love you,
I love you,
I love you.

~ George :) <3

Dream and I,
continued our kissing sesh.
but i didn't complain,
not a bit.

I melted
and let him do the rest,
because I was so eager
for him to just lead me
and i'd follow.
He always treated me
with so much grace
and so much delicacy.
I loved the way
his fingers ran against my face.
Our lips disconnected,
as he held my cheek in his hand.

"You're so pretty, George.
You know that right?"

He whispered at me,
as he starts to gently caress my cheek.
I felt so many butterflies
just roaming around freely
in my stomach.

He is so gorgeous.
His muscles
are so enormous
and his soft,
delicate tone,
was enough
to make me feel so much enthrallment.
He's so alluring,
so attractive,
so pretty,
and so sweet.

Our lips reconnected
after enough separation
and I smiled into the kiss.
Holding my arms
around his shoulders
as Dream
held me so near.

My lips
felt so swollen,
but in an annoyingly
good way.

Dream stopped kissing me
and I frowned
from disconnect once again.
But I looked at him
as he looked back at me
so endearingly.

He smiled,
pulled me just a little closer,
and then he whispered heavenly
into my ear.

"You are still so pretty,
my love."

Dream tucks a loose strand of hair
away from my eyes,
which begin to crease
in the corners.

I nod at him,
connecting our foreheads