It was 3am when I woke and turned to look at you
Wondering what it would be like
To not see your face so close to mine
To not feel your breath gently on my hair
I don’t want to ever know what freedom is
If freedom means being without you
I don’t want to travel, if I have to travel alone
Don’t want to dance, if you aren’t my partner
There is no song that will sound sweet to me
If your ears aren’t hearing it too
I want to bathe in your essence every day
And absorb the nourishment of your love
I want to be filled with your presence
And blessed with your attention
What I’m trying to say is that you are vital
To my very existence, I don’t want to live without you
Before anyone asks, this was written for my Ken doll...who else?
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Reviews of "Not Without You"
Reviewed by Gumby Pokey (Reader)
Reviewed on August 1, 2002
I had the same feelings for a raggedy Ann doll but then i found out she stuffs.
Reviewed by C. Gourlay (Reader)
Reviewed on August 1, 2002
very emotional, honest piece Sue
made me feel all mushy :)
Reviewed by Sailor Neptune (Reader)
Reviewed on July 31, 2002
Wonderful romantic
evaluation of your
Ken doll.
GC
I can't imagine anyone sleeping with a Ken doll...this write is too romantic for that!!! Love this romantic side! It shows a much wider range that you are easily capable of writing.
Amor
siiggghhhh...sweet love...your ken doll is blessed to have you by his side...TEN!!! for this beautiful write. GREAT JOB, SUE!! :) (((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)
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made me feel all mushy :)
evaluation of your
Ken doll.
GC
.......always hitting em' out the park
good write!!!!
Wish I was the doll...!
Blue eyed fish...
Amor