BIllCT
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Dare: BY BillCT I dream of her night and day, Her fragrance seeps in to my being, Her thoughts and words come back to me, How did this happen, from whence did she come, A surprise a wonder is what she may be, But the Lord, brought her here to me. Each day and night, through happiness and sadness and fright, I remember her words, her thoughts, her looks, her fragrance, They are now a part of me, A part she doesn’t notice or really see. These dreams come at night and during the day, They reoccur, and keep me aware, That out there she is, missing me as I do her, Why neither of us can ever be sure. Her smile, her touch, They mean so much , Can she know what they really means to me, Is this something she can see? I may never know, For she darts through my life, like a mystical light, There shinning and then gone, As I watch and wonder and hope and ponder, Whether she shall ever notice me or care? Should I ask, should I speak, should I say I care, I hesitate, in confusion and in fear, Will I ever take the chance and say a word, Should I, Could I, Do I Dare?
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