Beyond the drudge of keyboard clicks and
ringing telephones comes the sound of laughter in my
floating through like an echo, growing louder and louder as I close my eyes
to dream….
the smell of sun caressed skin,
a smile spread on happy lips kissed by summer,
a dimple to soak up the shade,
and outstretched arms awaiting like the open door
to home,
the scent of love as flavorful as dinner waiting on the table-
a dream as real as the smile on my face*


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