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You were in my arms before
you saw the earth's light.
I held your hand while it
clasped the captive water
below my heart.

I saw that gaze that drinks
in all it touches before I
knew the color of your eyes,
and countless times we
explored the world together
for the first time
before we met face to face,

before that moment I wished
was a statue forever posing.

You must have been waiting
in heaven during my
conversations with God.

I told Him what I wanted
from life,
and He told me what He wanted
from me,
and there you were--
what I wanted.

You may not have been in
my dreams,
but now you are my dreams,
my beautiful Pauline.

by Patricia Joan Jones