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iUniverse, Feb 28, 2002 - Poetry
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I can tell you want me. I can see it in your eyes. The way they caress me, trying to undress me without flipping the cover. You want to touch me, open me, run your fingers through me. And I want you. I want to talk with you, walk with you, and whisper words into your mind that will take you from this place for a second, a moment, or perhaps a lifetime. But you're afraid of me, a fear of being lost in me. Have no fear, I am only an Illusion, or am I?

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