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Dec 2010
In a conscious dream I saw him.
Naked was his soul.
He wrapped me in his tenderness,
let down his self-control.

He caressed me with his energy.
He engaged me with his charm.
In his presence, I was free from pain;
safe from any harm.

Like flames he fast consumed me.
Weakened was my frame.
Our spirits soared together.
Life could never be the same.

His heart has opened many doors.
The experience surreal.
His thoughts are now inside me.
He is everything I feel.

I kiss him sweetly, gently.
With tenderness I cry.
"Thank you, God for blessing me
with Jeff before I die."
LoriJean Vance Copyright 1997
Lori Jean
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Lori Jean
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