
Slipping through your fingers
like grains of sand
I float in and out of your life
like a feather
Gently as you go and fade away
I turn to see
but you are gone
like a puff of smoke
And then I ask myself
was this all a dream?
Were you really here or
was I misstaken?
Caught up in the moment of
elation only realizing
Once again
I am undone
So romantic, Micki !
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so beautiful and romantic
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Very beautiful.
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