my heart is beating like a jungle drum

Harricino.

I dream of the freedom of birds.

Visions of a periwinkle blue sky.

A darling dreamer lost in the woods.

I want to sleep with a guy.

Not sex. I’m far too young for that. What I want is to have him wrap his arms around me, and let me rest my head on his chest. I want to feel that sense of security and comfort. I want to fall asleep to the rhythm of his breathing. And I want to wake up to him stroking my hair saying “good morning beautiful”. 

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