His cool cadence washes over me
It lullabies me until I no longer hear his words
And I sink into his voice
To daydream and lose my inhibitions
Viewing myself as someone else
Making the choices that I fear to choose
I am startled by a hand
And I come back to see him smiling
With kind warm eyes
Suddenly I decide to take a leap
Closing my eyes I lean over
Kissing him
-Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 
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