J Doe / 11
Is it normal to dream of a woman you have never met?
To picture her hair blowing softly in the breeze,
To see a glimpse of her everywhere you go?
Is it normal to recognize her perfume,
The smell of sunscreen and salt water?
Is it normal to visualize her features,
Her long brown hair,
Sparkling blue eyes,
And her aimless freckles?
Is it normal to treat her as a close friend,
One who has been with you through it all,
Even though you have never spoken?
Is it normal to forget her,
Eyes losing their sparkle,
Freckles vanishing,
And hair not quite so long as you remember?
Is it normal to miss her,
When the glimpses fade,
And the breeze leaves,
And the scent dims.
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