Had a dream
A man sitting next to me, whom I know in real life, kissed my left ear
He really loved kissing my left ear,
His eyes were closed and his tongue was discovering the shape of my left ear.
This dream is not an invitation to the individual but when I saw him the next time, my left ear tingled.
I was/will always be distressed because I cling onto the equation that love makes us make love and making love is love.
But that theory, assumption, belief or hypothesis will always just be a wet dream, because it never existed.