Great love can bring out the best and the worse in us…

When I Dream by Penny Wilson & Charles Robert Lindholm

When 
I Dream 
It’s About You 
always has been just 
You  
 
No 
other person 
could ever be 
my one and only  
Love 

I Became a Person That I Didn’t Recognize by Angelique Rose

I walked through golden lit coals without falter 

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I burned through the walls of poison ivy without a scratch 

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Even being stoned and beaten without release 
Was not a match 

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My shoulders straight back 
My chin never defeated 

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I trekked through this life with my head held high
My conscience pure 
I had all I needed

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But yesterday 
Your fingers slowly released mine 

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What was once interlaced 
And intertwined 

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Was now empty and free 
Our love
No longer clandestine

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I felt my legs weak 
My hands fumbled 
My speech so lost 
I stumbled 

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Without the support of your grasp
I lost the ground beneath me 
I lost the sky above me 
Everything I thought I needed 
I couldn’t see 

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Across the golden lit coals 
I cried 
Crawled 
Despised 

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I became a person 
That I did not recognize