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Created on: April 07, 2010
I sit here quietly under a blanket of stars missing you. Dreaming of the moment that you are near me. Seeing your face even as i look into the night sky. You fill my dreams, my day, my heart with joy ,and wonder. When you are away even an hour seems like an eternity. When you return my world is once again bright and new. How i long to be close to you. To caress your sweet face and feel your warm tender embrace. To know the softness of your sweet lips. To feel your warm arms wrapped around me. To forget the rest of the world and the madness that exists in it if only for a few moments inside of your embrace.To lay beside of you and look into your bright eyes and know love. To be loved by you and only you. To see the world without you is to see the world without eyes. My heart cries out for you.
I listen as the birds sing in the morning and all i can hear is a sweet soft song calling me to you.The breeze on my skin makes me wish to feel your soft hands caressing my face. The sun shining down makes me long for your warm body against mine. From somewhere beyond you have turned the world into every part of you, an expression of you. Every step I take I want it to be with you, beside of you. Every breath i take I want to smell you. Every noise that I hear I wish that it was your voice.
My heart has forgotten if there was ever love in this world before you. It only knows how to love you. My heart is closed and locked and keeps all of it's desires safe and awaiting only you. No other hand could hold mine like you. No other lips could kiss mine like you. No other arms can embrace me like you. No other love could love me like you.
At the end of the day and the whole day through. When I close my eyes or open them there is only you.
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