I am lost without you
I am in a feverish state
Crying out for you,
stretching out my hand to you
And yet, you are right beside me
Gently, moping my fevered brow
Whispering into my ear
My precious, precious child
I will never leave you or forsake you
I am here beside you
Right here next to you
Do not cry so harshly for me
for I can hear your quiet cries
the sobs & whimpers as you are sleeping
I am here beside you
comforting and calming you
Do not reach so far ahead for me
Just turn your head and you will see me.
Do not look for me
in your fevered state
But know in your heart
that I am here, always here for you.
I love you
You are mine
I love you
Do not forget that
I desire you
I long for you
I chase you
I create for you
Everything I do, is for you.
I die for you
Poetry, out there, somewhere, sharing the muse.
Friday, August 04, 2006
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