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“ within my heart and soul “
It all began long ago…
At least my soul tells me so…
A fragmented old box was found…
Within it was a small hankerchef…
One created with such painstakingly detail…
That I found it to be absolutely mind boggling…
It was then, while examining it…
I accidentally touched it with my bare skin…
Just a gentle touch of my little finger…
The paperwork alone for such a breech…
As well as endless array of embarrassing moments…
I was shortly there after that the images began…
It was a woman whose eyes were a shade of green…
She wore her hair up as if in a bun…
I know it is not possible…
She would have to be present for me to breathe in her scent…
Before I had begun to wrap my brain around her…
My obsession of her took control of my reasoning…
I witnessed her bathing, dressing, undressing…
Walking about, almost dancing if one can believe…
We never touched, we never spoke…
On one occasion I did hear a woman’s voice…
She was singing or perchance humming…
I am not sure if it is I who occupy her world…
Or has she moved into mine…
Which ever it may be…
I know of one thing…
That she now dwells…
Within my heart and soul…
