Memories of youth after many turning pages still in touch,
captured imaginations painted by passing clouds as such.
The princess of heart enters my dreaming sphere,
by first sight not knowing how she got there.
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'We never spoke and yet I listen to those fractions in time, seeing you in other worlds not the same. Frame by frame through many splendid gentle wishes, leading always to the smiles of first touch kisses.' - Wow! So beautifully described! Loved these lines a bit more than the others. The picture is breathtaking!