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Mar 2010
I close my eyes, and I see you standing before me.
I reach out my hand to touch you.
Eyes and fingers trace every detail of your face, yet somehow, you remain a mystery.
We embrace; bodies together as one, cheek on cheek.
My arms encircle your neck, and yours wrap around my waist, yet I feel no warmth.
I feel nothing but longing.
You smile tenderly on me. I wonder, who are you?
You are an enigma.
So close I can almost touch you, but too far away to know you.
My eyes open; you fade away like a memory not yet revealed.
Written by
Beth Dyck
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