It's mid morn
And I find myself
Wondering
how was your day
its almost midnight
Where you sit
For you are down under
Hopefully
Thinking of me.
Through the woods
I walk
strolling In silence
Soaking in all sounds
And views
I've notice not before
Remembering
Beautiful moments
We shared once
Upon an evening
Data screen.
Assaulting the keyboards
With fantasies
We desired of each other
Wondering will us
Ever meet.
Will your lips, I'll ever taste?
Will ecstasy ever engulf
Our passionate bodies?
Will we drift into
Beautiful dreams
As I once again
Wake up
While still walking in the woods?
In the case of Internet fantasy, proximity may not make her grow fonder. But as your poem clearly shows, while walking in the woods, those memories and that passion overcame your thought in a way that left you dream walking through your own little paradise.
Well done William. With women life remains a mystery. It's the joy and the passion mixed with emotions most men do not understand. Prayer helps, nothing else seems to work. Amen
WILLIAM- YOUR ROMANTIC PHRASES DO GIVE CREDENCE TO THE WONDERFUL GIFT OF DREAMS...THAT USHERS ONE TO PLACES THEY'VE GONE OR WISH TO GO IN THE COMPANY OF CHOSEN DREAM LOVERS...THEN BRINGS ONE SAFELY- BACK HOME. THANKS FOR SHARING YOUR 'WANDERINGS', MY FRIEND. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Hopefully your lips will eventually taste hers. Long distance love can be very frustrating, I can well attest to that, William. Good luck with your quest to hold her in your arms.
This is my personal inspirational book of poetry. It contains many poems written for family, friends, and relevant life situations. Hopefully you will find some that will encourage and inpsire you in whatever arena you are found in your circle of l
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So soft so tender. I wonder too!
Peace love and light
Amber
Ron
Love ya!
Jane