I was in deep slumber when you were not around.
I was dreaming of your arrival at my drunken place.
I had a cone of ice cream that did not melt.
You had me at one tap at the back.
You had me believed that you were my savior.
You were a seed growing inside my body.
We have never really met at all.
We are worlds apart.
We have been looking at each other:
with the universe between us.
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