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you told me in a dream

I never want to stop

looking at you

and the ice that once ruled

my veins

slowly began

to seriously warm

into a molten understanding

of those simply spoken words'

true deeper meaning

a gentle cut of your breath

across  my starving neck

had bees dancing in my chest

the best kind of romance

honest feeling

so much so

why that you had my heart

captured

marveling at  the sudden

tender boon......

(March 11, 2001)