I get a deep, dark chill down my spine
and you appear just sitting there,
staring at me with your magical eyes.
Slowly, you come towards me
walking at a pace that keeps me mistified
and touch my face with your soft touch.
Then you bend over and kiss me,
I slowly start to melt onto the cool wooden floors.
Then I awaken moments later to find
you have vanished back into the
misty warm winds of time.
February 18, 1983
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