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Feb 2016
And as we danced
in the middle of the room
with Louis Armstrong
singing dream a little dream of me,
in the background.
I knew that he was the man
I would spend my life with.
His hand resting on the small of my back
and my fingers interlocked with his,
he spins me once.
Then twice
making me unbalanced on my feet
I fall into his arms
and he whispers in my ear,
"Stars shining bright above you, night breezes seem to whisper I love you."
And in that moment
I was in love.
Rachael Judd
Written by
Rachael Judd  South Carolina
(South Carolina)   
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