A Proverbial S (Scream the dream of play)

Vivid dreams wake me,
Mortal screams drag me
Into the light of day

Sensual touch
Whispers not rushed
Breathe easily
So easy to say

So comes the time
I call you mine
Should fear challenge our
Will to stay

Answers dreamed
Such prayer meant
With your heart I will not play

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