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I couldn't tell
if I was dreaming,
yet, I know that I was kissing
the lips that sweeten my heart.
Tender and slowly melting
I found direction,the light
in the outline of her image.
I truly felt her so close,
so real,
so completly out of control.
With her demeanor and charm,
she gave me a lift
to fly high,
soar above peaks of enchantment,
to hold me tight
in the sky,
beneath the wings of her being.
What a wonderful delight.

By Emiliano (Poeta48@aol.com)