He touches my face
with gentle fingers
...soft..slow...
tracing my lips..with
his fingertips...
I am in a dream
I feel his presence..
his essence..
Bending his face near to mine
he brings me to life..
lips upon mine..
feelings divine..
I wake up to find
my dream has..
come true.

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