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Click hereShe looks to him to tell her she is real,
And not a mirage, which will fade at dawn;
He holds her close at sunrise: it's surreal
To find her body losing all its form;
On the horizon, the glimmering light
Will steal the darkness and the soul he took
To bed with him; And day will not requite
The hopes he had, he'll take a final look
Finding the clothes, he stripped from her, are all
That remains with the day's ascendency;
And flesh that was so loved, he can recall
Each moment shared and, yes, the ecstacy
Which filled the night from dusk to her appeal
To look at her and tell her she was real.