It Was A Lovely Night

I want thank you for a lovely night. I do not know who you were. I never did clearly hear your name, but that is often the way with dreams. Still I will remember the feel of your skin against mine as we made love. I am only sorry that I had to leave, and could not find my way back to where you waited for me.

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