I am thankful to know what love is . . .
Though, it is problematic
I have sung it's song
and heard it's voice harmonize with mine
I have tasted it's lips
placed my hands in the small of it's back
I have dreamed the dreams of those who believe . . . that the world is working as it should
I have only my Faith and Hope . . . that I am not being foolish
Is this the song of Dulcinea?