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Wearing nothing except her teacup dress
she's never felt so beautiful, but, oh the nights,
she has spent yearning for this moment
as her high-heeled feet touch clouds
on black diamond tile while
he whisks her into his arms  
causing her breath to become raspy
from dreams coming true beneath nightfall's overcast
blowing her calf brown hair for exposing
her beautiful heart shaped face
being held by his gaze
sinking love into her spiritual pores
and morning comes grudgingly
in ending this night of passion
faster than this slow dance had begun
when grass replaces tile to make her
sink back into the reality of her
having danced hand in hand with vivid
whirlwind memories.