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April, 2004 Victor H. Schlosser I hear your breathing in the darkness. We lay here together, our legs gently entwined. Your hair, fanned out on the pillow. I feel your skin against mine. I sense your closeness in the dark. The aroma of you filling the room. I understand the meaning of 'at Peace'. I am happy, I am comfortable, I am in love. I think of your face. How pretty you are. The softness of your skin. The depth and sparkle in your eyes. I reach up to touch your cheek. To feel your skin against my fingertips. And I awaken... I find it is only a dream. A dream about the woman I love. A dream about you! |