Breeze

(This might make you laugh and cry)

She looked at me for the first time in a dream.
The next time my eyes were,
Blessed with the sight of her,
was in a vision,
a vision of love.

Her eyes were the doorway to passion,
Her lips upon my cheek was the sweet taste of ecstasy,
Her soul was something I wished to taste,
But never would.

I was granted the gift of friendship,
wanting more with every look,
Begging silently for the taste of love,
Knowing it may never come.

Still with hope,
Yet.....
I knew nothing,
would ever come.

She would always say,
I was her true friend,
how.....
Could I feel this way?

I could live with just one kiss,
to dream about for all my years.
But how would I get this true friend to kiss?

Alas,
The day had come when I would be blessed with a kiss
I was sad,
yet happy.
It was at....

Her wedding.

(damn, maybe I should kill the groom)

Dedicated to Making you Smile
3-22-99
Written By Jay Spaan
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