A gentle touch upon my cheek,
That begs me to awake...
Is brush I feel, something that's real,
Or is it instead fake?
 
Two windows just above my head,
Show velvet darkness there...
Except for one bright shining star,
That seems content to stare.
 
The sprinkle of the star dust on
My pillow and my face,
As gentle as the tender touch,
Of lover's soft embrace.
 
That's when I realize that I,
Am really not alone...
The star both holds and wraps me close,
In golden and warm dome.
 
Almost like pair of entwined arms,
Once held you close to me...
The way we shared what we once had,
Now sweetest memory.
 
(c)  02/27/06  Loree (Mason) O'Neil
 
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