Te amo,Dulcinea It’s not a physical love but a love borne out of memories past brief glimpses of sharing our thoughts and dreams of the future through a leafy path where daisies bloom or you and I only in a room surrounded by darkness save for one candle light and night came more often than day when we professed our love Eyes peering at each other light and dark My finger presses the fullness of your lips and your hand fondles my cheek coming together as one through gaze and touch and then the words Te amo, Dulcinea © Ralph Sergi