His lips are fleeting, ephemeral, dreamy
Only lasting within dreams, only loved within dreams
The quiet murmurs of adoration
Nothing more than a dream
A desire born of nothing
And nobody.
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Unreal lover, real desire
His lips are fleeting, ephemeral, dreamy
Only lasting within dreams, only loved within dreams
The quiet murmurs of adoration
Nothing more than a dream
A desire born of nothing
And nobody.
