Do you ever
Think of me
When time is right
Or there's a sight to see?
Do you ever
Wonder about I
If I like cherries
Or why I hate pie?
Do you ever
Dream of me
How you believe
We should be?
Do you ever
Wish to be with I
And see a perfect
Moonlit sky?
Do you ever
Want more of me
And all I know
Including trees?
Do you ever
Talk about I
To other friends
Without a lie?
Do you ever
Truly love me
Or is this all
My drawn out dream?
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Do you ever read them. The poems I write for you. I read all YOUR posts. Even though there's only two. You see, if it wasn't for you, If you weren't in my life.
She's beautiful, A living work of art, Exceptional, I've been waiting from the start. Endlessly, I think of her relentlessly, Of her and I together as it should always be.
Well, it was never Us There was always you, always me But there was never quite Us. - On a bench we'd sit Looking out at the same place, Breathing the same morning air, Filled with early summer...
The air becomes foggy,. When I see your smile,. My heart seems soggy,. And stays for a while,. No doubt, you saw me too,. But didn't stare for long,. I don't know what I'll do,.
I talked to you today, It was the first time we've talked in weeks. It felt so good hearing your voice, It reminded me of all last years high peaks.
They say poets write about love while they sleep. What do they know of love, what secrets do they keep. I write about love, not knowing the word. It is just an idea that seems quite absurd.
One word from you and I smile, But my heart is still on a trial. It's not a place that you want to go. It's not something I'd force, so...
My eyes are the mirror to my soul, If you look you will see my goal. I hope in vain that you will release me from this torment, Someday you will recognise my intent.
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