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This is a poem about dreaming of a soul-mate. |
| I touched your scent I touched your scent in my dreams last night. I fell into your eyes. What beauty beheld me from the other side. What marvels there to feast upon. Silence fell in the depths of a man. Earthly tones I don’t understand. Looking out instead of in, I saw what’s been seen from both ends. Where laughter lies in the blueness of his eyes, so joy lives in shades of brown. I awoke from my dream peering into my soul when blue eyes looked back at me. A heart opened wide, for inside another must reside. Blue eyes would suit me fine in reality’s share. I touched your scent in my dreams last night. I fell into your eyes. 28 Feb 06 |