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A recurring dream from my past. |
| Eyes closed You exhale a blissful sigh,the corners of your mouth go up and I know you dream of angels as pure as you are. My hand smoothes over your dark hair, skin delicate to touch- How beautiful you are. My love is what you are. I'm enamored by those chocolate-brown eyes as they search me. My heart is warm,an inexplicable joy which fills me with contentment. Eyes open,arms empty. I cry out in heartbreak. |