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Bridge Dreams


I yearn to touch her.  Her tantalizing dark skin -- eloquently enhanced by bewitching eyes.  An Egyptian Princess would be honored to have such beauty.  A melodic voice that sings a tone of rapture when softly whispered in my ear.  Even her name vibrates my throat with music, "Uhura."

My command chair doesn’t protest as I squeeze its arms tight in my sudden embarrassment.  My face now flushed with heat, I swivel to meet the eyes I was dreaming about.  A deep crimson shimmers on the edges of her cheeks, acknowledging she heard my daydream unwittingly spoken aloud.

As did all.