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I would come to your dream as the tenderness of coconut water the white drops dripping on my breasts your gentleness would safe them for heaven I would come to your dream as the white flower of vanilla perfuming myself by its innocence your subtle heart would safe me for heaven I would come to your dream as the flimsiness of princess daisy bathing myself in its fragility the softness of your soul let me grow on heavenly meadow Sign in to see full entry.