He bowed his head with grace, and a faint smile appeared .
I know what i didn't understand, I feared.
Maybe in a different time and place, a distant memory made my heart race.
In a swiff move, he grasped my hand that softly he kissed, in a twisted moment I wondered what I missed.
I had a thought that I knew this man, the one who faithfully held my hand.
I know not of who he is, however he was simply the one who haunted my many a night.
The one who held me with all his might.
As I stole one wicked glance, I felt as if I were
put in a trance.
I stared dumbfoundedly into his eyes, The feeling of being utterly mesmerised.
I realized that it really was he that searched for me, waited for so long, damned near eternity.
The faded memory of the dream, yes,
I knew him, so it seemed.
He held me dear in a tight embrace. In the dim light my face he traced.
He loved me, came to claim me,
my heart was, he could see.
I kissed his lips to push away doubt,
by night or day, his love i couldn't do without.
My traitor tears flowed freely, i was brave indeed, as I let him kiss and feed from me.
1/1/2009 Tabitha Frick
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