A Valentine Dream

 Hearts entwined with satin and lace
  Gently pressed in a book saving her place
Softly she dreams of doves in flight
  Dreaming of his closeness all through the night

   He is coming, he is coming sings her heart
     For tonight is the last time they will be apart
 So long the time she has been alone
But now her love no longer will roam

                       Lynda Leigh

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