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Worlds Apart
There is a world between us,
One we cannot breech,
Yet when I hear you speak,
My knees grow weak,
The softness of your voice,
Reaches deep inside of me,
I often wonder,
How the future would be-
Could we rise on frosty mornings,
And kiss with rosy lips,
Tugging you from our warm bed,
Whispering in your ear;
“Wake up sleepy-head!”
I wonder if you could hold my hand,
As we take our morning walk,
It wouldn’t matter if we were silent,
Though I know you like to talk…
I like to listen to the way,
Your voice rises up and down,
I like to watch you smile,
And I love it when you frown…
I’ve seen you at your best,
And watched you at your worse,
I can’t help but smile,
When you try to curse…
You always get it backwards,
And it doesn’t make much sense,
I wonder if I have the courage,
To just take a chance…
Tomorrow is too far away,
I can’t wait another day,
I love you baby,
I can’t help but wish,
There was only some way,
We could join our worlds,
And be with each other today…
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Excellent poem and describes many feelings I have felt for a person I met on Yahoo. He lives in India. I have known him several years.
Keep on expressing, you do it so well!
We will have to talk one day.
Becca
Knows the feeling for sure here.
Tommy
TRASK
ohh I know you have the way to reach the other side....
enjoyed you here........
The yearning in this one is deeply felt!
A beautiful gem, Reindeer!
Love Tinka
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Debs
M.Rose
Thanks for sharing
"The softness of your voice,
Reaches deep inside of me,
I often wonder,
How the future would be"
Sounds like a wonderful dream. I love the longing created here.