DearJournal
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long distance
Kiss me under the big oak tree
Touch me like I’ve never been touched before
Hold me as if you’ll never let me go...
Just let me know that you love me.
Squeeze me like the world is ending
Soothe me even if I wasn’t crying
Protect me like a newborn child
Just let me know that you need me.
Cry with me as if you feel my pain
Look at me and get lost in my eyes
Hate me because good never comes without the bad
Just let me know that you trust me.
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COMMENTS
mrmelody7 says: You are quite the Impressive poet I enjoy your work |
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2b2b2 says: Powerful Speak....Namaste |
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RonnieL says: One observation of your written art...BEAUTIFUL! |
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