The Dream

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I dreamed of a man with a smile

That could light up the world.

With a voice that could stop

A mob in its tracks.

With words that could bring

Injustice to tears...

He had a gaze so intense

It could break the moon.

When he looked into my eyes

He could see all the way down

To my soul.

He knew exactly how to touch me

And just how long he could

Hold me

Before I pulled away.

His faith in God walked so boldly

Before him

That sometimes God was all

I could see.

Yet he was kind, compassionate

And did not judge.

He was peaceful because he

Wanted to be

But would hold his own if ever

And when ever

He had to.

He was consistent, loving and faithful,

And peace and beauty surrounded us

Whenever we were together.

This man's strength was only

Surpassed by his wisdom,

And appreciation for things

From the heart.

He was, in fact, all heart.

He felt things in his

Nervous system

And acted them out

From his soul.

From the time that I met him,

From the very day

That he first looked into my eyes –

I knew that we would hold each other down

Forever.

And there was absolutely

Nothing

Either of us could do about it.

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