i have spread my dreams under your feet;
tread softly because you tread on my dreams. (yeat's "he whishes for the cloths of heaven")

ravenclairee:

Come on, Sabrina. In the dark, late at night, between the sheet of your virgin’s bed, are you telling me you’ve never had the odd, stray thought about Nick? Imagined him slipping through the window? Between your legs? Eww! You’re like one of my Aunt Hilda’s bad Harlequin romance novels.

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