My dreams valid vivid and true
The only part that mattered: you
In stylish gothic fashion worn
Into my arms without a lick of scorn
“I feel as if I remember, Pulled.”
Ah dear Sora don’t be fooled
My hand on hers we chat away
And in dingy motel bar pass the day
Her smile a merlot as she says not to go
I kiss her in passion wishing it not so
Aye Sora I’d stay forever in your gaze
With hope it’s not i dragging down you days
Our parting swift as did we met
I won’t forget my Anika Sora Sweet

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