Dreaming About Me

Dreaming About Me long poem

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Well are you DREAMING ABOUT ME
baby ‘cuz I’m dreaming about you
do you want me to be your fantasy
come true oh do you want me baby
do you want me well I want you
do you need me baby do you need
me oh ‘cuz baby I need you so bring
it on over if you are DREAMING
ABOUT ME, I’ve got a whole lotta love
in my house for you, if you are
DREAMING ABOUT ME BABY
IF YOU ARE DREAMING ABOUT
ME…
Surely you are DREAMING ABOUT
ME tonight ‘cuz tonight we had the time
of our lives, dancing, laughing and kissing
’til the early mornings light well now
I close my eyes and bite my lip oh how
sweet it is just the thought of you makes
me oh so, so hot I wanna jump into your
sea, so wet drowning in ecstasy oh baby,
baby I want you, I need you just imagine
all the wild and crazy things we could do
so bring it on over here if you are
DREAMING ABOUT ME, I’ve got your love
if you are DREAMING ABOUT ME well
come on over here, I’ve got your love…
I’ve got your love baby…
if you are DREAMING, DREAMING OF ME!

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Bo Lanier is from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with five books to his credit that were published in Canada. He received several achievement awards in creative writing through poetry.com and has recently published two eBooks and one paperback book through Lulu.com. After a nine year hiatus, Bo returned to publishing his poems with a new outlook and fresh ideas. His other talents include singing and songwriting.
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