Knowing her was...

an unexpected evening
the pleasure of her company
the joy of looking at her
the exchange of conversation with her
the fun in laughing with her
the comfort in dancing with her
listening to soft music with her
wanting to hold her, wondering if I should
wanting to kiss her, questioning if I dare
never wanting the night to end

Knowing her has been...

thinking about her ever since

Knowing her is...

my hope - that her absence from me is brief
my reality - that she thinks only of me as a friend
my awareness - that beyond my realities are my dreams

And in my dreams...

I can go beyond knowing her.

AMBRESS, Jan. 1989

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