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Wet Dream

Just last night I had a strange dream; in it; you were an ocean and I was a stream. My love flowed to you in an endless supply. It flowed in the stream and could never run dry. As I flowed into you, we blended as one, sparkling and blue under the warm summer sun. Together we shared our hopes and our dreams, we loved one another and created new streams. The cycle went on, and so it should be, the new streams flowed down and into the sea. I will never forget that wonderful dream, where, in it;  you were the ocean and I was the stream.
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Dec 6, 2010
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For Zsuzsa... by Robert Hamilton 1991 Guelph

Copyright December 06, 2010 Robert Hamilton

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