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| The Wish |
| by Carolyn Jones |
The Wish
As i sit here looking at this computer as I type I think of you and it feels right.
I close my eyes for a moment and dream of you and wish you were here wanting your body your face and you lips so near.
As I sit here with my eyes sealed shut I wish that i could see your smile caress your face just for awhile.
I wish that i could hold your hands and show you how I truly care
and get lost in your eyes of blue and just stare.
I wish that I could feel your lips on mine just if for only once it would last a lifetime.
I wish that I could feel your body near to mine the excitement of it all the possibilities that can unfold.
I wish that I could taste your lips so soft and tender pressed against mine but all i feel is air you not here
Once again here I sit with eye's sealed shut wanting you near.
Silent torture and misery are sure to follow soon as I sit here in the chair in this lonely room wishing upon a star
your not here your just too far
Too far from these arms that long to hold you...
Too far from these lips that long to kiss you...
Too far from this body that wants you near...
Too far to hear me cry...
Too far to comfort me...
So in silence I sit waiting for you to come online to be as close to you as I can get
And until that time I sit and just wish,wish,wish.
I Love You! |
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