and of her I dreamt dreams,
dreams of beauty seen through glass
pure
no distortion
true to what she was
I dreamt of hands in hands
arms used like covers
sleep in a warm embrace
dreams with no light only need one grin
a laugh bearing brightness
a smile with a sound
I heard her smile today
for the first time I listened
I dreamt of a sweet caress
hands over skin so smooth
a touch that was almost real
now awake a kiss I wish I could steal
dreams beholden to thoughts of a girl
a lady of beauty in mind and true form
now to sleep
for this dreamer must dream
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