It worries me sometimes
How badly I miss you,
So very much
So very soon.
But each kind word
That you give
Is like a gift,
And I'm beginning
To hope again.
You build me up,
Soft hands
So steady,
When I'm not ready
to do this
On my own.
You lift my dreams
Upon your wings,
Bearing the weight
Of old heartaches
Without complaint.
You save me
From the hopeless emptiness
Of mere existence,
To live again.
I live again.
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
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