She
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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