Written March 2002
To see you when I wake up
And before I close my eyes
Is a gift I know
I'll never have.
You came into my life
But now you're away
I hope I get the chance
To see your face again.
Your voice is a song
I always long to hear
And if I have one wish
I wish that you're near.
Will I ever see you again?
Will I hear your voice once more?
If only I have the power
To change the world, I would.
YOU ARE READING
PARTS OF MYSELF
PoetryPoems written long ago, When internet was still boring, When the TV was broken, When I was still a virgin-- on the ways of the world mentally; physically; And words were my only friends.
