July 8, 2008
By Renee' Allen, Wellington, KS

I look up and I see you there.
Brilliant eyes shining, you look down at me.
You say the words I have longed to hear,
the things you live to deny.
You say that you remember.
That you remember everything.
The sparkling stars in the sky,
The cool night breeze,
The glow of my skin in the moonight,
The curve of my body,
The feel of my soft skin.
You say you long to touch me.
and hold me close through the night.
You admit that you dream of us.
You dream of the days when we were together,
When we were inseparable.
You dream of them being the present.

I dream of never having loved you.

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