for Duane

last night I had
the most wonderful dream
there was a man
so beautiful
he took the breath from my body
we were drawn to each other
as if we had magnets
in our souls
our mouths touched
and sparks flew from our parted lips

into his ear
I whispered
your name

I looked into his eyes
his eyes which were
your eyes
his hand moved against me
it felt like your touch
so soft it is more a memory
than a caress

does it bother you
that this man I dream of
clothed in your body
is not you
are you jealous of him
my dream lover
who stole your name and your face
whom I loved last night
exquisitely
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