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Yes, it was I who you saw in your dream.
It was I who you spun around in your arms
who you taught to salsa at night
in Havana, our bodies moving to the rhythm
of the waves crashing behind us.
It was I who sat beside you as we rode in your car
who stuck her head out the window and closed her eyes
let the wind run its fingers through her hair, down her neck.
It was I who woke up next to you
whose smile lit up the room,
and whose face was filled with the joy of a new day.
It was I who laughed and cried
when you showed me the newborn child
and found beauty in it,
and in your smile.
It was I who walked next to you in the surf
who discovered pleasure in the sensation
of wet sand between my toes.
It was I who caught you the moonbeam
on the tip of my tounge, and kissed you
and in my embrace you saw love.
It was I who helped you find your wings
as I spread my own in the face of the wind
in the vast current of possibility.
It was I who sparked your curiosity
as you guessed at the secret
that lies behind my ruby smile.
It is I who finds beauty and is creation.
Yes, it was I who you saw in your dream,
and now
you dream
in color.

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