I reek of you tonight…

Most nights I dream of you. 

But dreams, dreams are treacherous things.

Tell me stories about kings and boys.

I heard you ran away with some.

But I hear a lot of things.

And I believe a lot of others.

Tell me what you want to forget,

Tell me what is real.

I heard you returned gasping for my whiff.

Can you sing to wake tonight?

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