Love – The Dream

Last night I dreamt that I was in a  secret, scented garden.  Just before I woke I found myself in a handpainted romany vardo, kissing a boy, my fingers entangled in his long dark hair.  He smelt of spiced summer and tasted of sandalwood.

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Love - The Dream

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