Sitting at my favorite park, watching the creek’s water flow.  Daydreaming, my disconnect, or is it really my spiritual connection.

Without a warning sound, I hear a gentle hello, as not to scare me from the unknown.  Before I could turn, his arms are around me; a gentle kiss on the neck and I’m thinking-who could it be?

I turn to see him.  I know who he is.  The man of my dreams, finally found me.  My blood rushes to my face, and I blush to the extent that a few joyful tears fall from my cheeks.  We hug each other with mutual excitement and then, he finally kisses me.




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