Each day I spend without you
Makes me miss you so very much
Each night I dream about you
I long to feel your touch
If I could see your face or kiss your gentle lips
If I could hear your voice
All these little things I miss
So I just want you to know
There's nothing I wouldn't do
If I could once again be with you
YOU ARE READING
The Fear of Drowning Deep
PoetryShe was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful something to be admired from a distance not up close. - A little talent is a good thing to have if you ever want to be a writer. But the only real requirement is the ability to remember every...
