Like the Man of La Mancha I had what I thought to be an impossible dream –
One that was so incredible as to delight the soul. I dreamt of a world in which all there was is love, of an emotion so life affirming so as to give new meaning to life itself. I dreamt of any eye that would meet with mine, without blinking so that two souls could touch. I dreamt of a warm heart, so warm as to dull the warmth of the sun. I dreamt of lips that when pursed caught my full attention… My dream – Impossible – was for a love that was the very breathe of life, impossible, until you, my love, eternal.
SDM
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