Dream Woman
As fair as she was, golden flowing hair
Her crystal clear voice, ringing in the air
Smile upon her face, like birds taking flight
Lost in her embrace, in the dead of night
Twinkle in her eyes, depth beyond compare
Soul so light and wise, causing you to stare
Skin as smooth as silk, satin like to touch
Pure as fresh made milk, really is too much
A soul bathed in light, burning bright within
Full of righteous might, not a drop of sin
Was she only dreamed, what is this I feel?
Was she what she seemed, was she even real?
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