She

She is her,
my childhood dream,
kind and sweet like a summer time rain.

Only once was she in my dreams,
her impression left me in a nightmare 
searching for her footprints.

shes, was not for me,but i found her,
precious and gentile like a soothing harp.
Mirror image of she, but her reality is what 
captured my heart. 


J.P.A.Domingos

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