The Stranger
I saw you last night or should I say I felt you with my heart, so warm and
compassionate,inner beauty surrounding you, and although I couldn't see I knew the outer
beauty was there too for the rest of the world, it didn't even matter to me. We never
touched, we never kissed, we didn't hold hands but still I felt it, it was ecstasy and a
dream....
Copyright © Christine Vancooney | Year Posted 2006
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