*The Blur©2019TonyFallon0609
One night I had the weirdest dream
In which there was a woman grand
I was speaking to her
But I could not see her face
In the corner in a moon beam
She held out her right hand
Her face was still a blur
So close she was in my space
We held each other close
And so tightly embraced
There was hot blood in my veins
And I felt at once so thrilled
I was tingling to my toes
As I held her by the waist
I felt like I was clad in chains
Yet my wishes were fulfilled.
*Within 24 hours I met HER for the first time.
It was weird. We have only one common friend.
Lisa, who is such a special person in my life and of
whom I have written so many poems.
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