When We Finally Meet
Last night I saw you in my dream.
A man so strong and true.
You did not have a face.
But I knew it was you.
There was something about your presence,
A feeling of enduring love.
Something about how close you felt.
I knew you were the perfect one.
When will we finally meet, my love.
When will it finally be true?
I know the time is coming close,
when I finally be one with you...
By Elena Moscatt
1/27/2008
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