©April 2000 by Tanti
I saw her, she walked down my street; pass my house
  waved and smiled.
It must be her; the one in my dreams
  The one to take me away; away from all this
                              This life.
  Will you hold my hand?
Brush my hair?
  Run naked in the sand?
The cool sandy beaches, we lay as one
  Arms, legs intertwined
Hair tossled;tangled;wet and matted to our skin
  Salty lips, grainy tongues
Making slow, passionate love
  The sunsets, the sunrise
Beautiful shiny gray eyes

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