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Again, my mind was being active. Am I revealing too much? This was written at a time in my life when my imagination was ignited by anything that would take me to another reality.  A hopeless romantic? Perhaps.   How many of you are guilty of daydreaming and then voicing those daydreams on paper? Whatever I was seeking, I have found. The two hearts finally met and connected. The journey took four years, but I found him and he found me. How many of you have found what you dreamed of?

Two hearts
breathlessly racing,
seeking a common ground,
or not…
yet somehow connected.

How long the journey?
How wild the imagination?
Where does it end?
How did it begin…
– this journey
– this race of two hearts?

~Loly M. May ‘06