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A perfect 
high definition dream
the quality she encompassed 
centered around 
one important night
a promise she’d given
years ago. 
My life saving Abbey
came and swept Me away
on a moonlit night
where the tide
had an unusual pull
I couldn’t let go
for fear of drowning,
last night though
I let that grasp slip. 
I’m smothered now
realizing 
I’d probably be 
in a much better place
if I’d held tightly
and allowed that current
to sweep us
to some tropical island. 
My image now
sarong wrapped hips
topless
of course
carrying a basket 
strangely looking
for our perfect lunch. 
I wouldn’t of thought this way,
but for a dream
clearly last night
her form fitting outfit
was heavily controlling 
the strong desire
after hearing her voice
in a sultry tired way
that strong beautiful side
that I love
came flooding back. 
Inches in hours
that’s how far 
I’ve gotten or come
since I was given
a flawless channel
of a girl 
who had obviously 
saved a part of Me
and now
wants to go on a date. 
I’d be thrilled
to rewind and play again,
as long as she swears
and promises
to be My
high definition girl
and wear that one thing
I know she saved.