Purposes of life having been gone through daily,
tempting passion of an interior feeling into
climbing higher into desires of a lifetime.
Wanting a man of my own, holding me unconditionally
through the exacting nature of a twilight evening.
Closing eyes, seeing our marriage happening before
my eyes in a dream world, known only to me.
Having the time of my life with a real love holding
onto me just because he wants to, all the while saying
he will have me in the end.
Enjoying feelings of being wanted totally for myself,
making me feel valued above life itself.
A wonderful mystery, wondering how this could've happened,
then realizing it was only a dream as I woke up.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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