A girl laid in her bed, asleep. Peaceful. The presence of vanilla rested in the room alongside her, enveloped her. Another girl entered the room, creeping toward the bed. She looked upon the sleeping beauty, noticed how she was smiling even in sleep, the way she laid with one arm away from her body as if something was missing.
Or someone?
The second girl placed her hand in the other's before she kissed her fingertips, each knuckle, letting her lips caress each line in the palm of her hand. The girl's lips explored her arm, never leaving the soft, tanned flesh. The beauty awoke, taking a moment to process the situation before smiling.
"I dreamt you came for me." Slowly, the beauty took the girl's hand once more, inviting the girl to her bed.
The beauty stroked the girl's cheek, kissed her golden locks, then her forehead, down to her eyebrows and lower still to her cheekbones before she brushed her lips against the blonde's, placing a smaller, gentler kiss on her lower lip as she pulled away.
Instead of advancing, the blonde then took the tanned beauty in her arms, clutching onto the moment. In no time they fell both fell asleep in each other's arms.
The blonde woke up later that morning, cuddling against a pillow. She should have known.
Only in her dreams could Jasmine forgive her.
Only in her dreams could she have Jasmine back.
Only in her dreams could such a perfect night exist.
That's the thing,
Only
In
Her
Dreams
Can
She
Be
Happy.
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