I think and dream
Of him.
His voice whispers
Love sonnets
That hug and kiss
My soul.
My home is where he
Resides.
I lie awake sometimes
Gazing at the moon
And stars
To restart this movie
Of him and I.
Two lovebirds with
Kindred souls,
Loving,
Playing,
Laughing,
Like lovers do.
When the movie goes off
I'm left longing for him
From a distance I hear
Him calling me,
I see his face awaiting to
Kiss me.
His eyes expresses a
Mutual feeling.
What I wouldn't give
To touch him,
Look in his eyes.
All I have is his voice,
Pictures of him.
Physically, he's so far
From me.
Spiritually we're close.
I long for him until
We physically meet.
© Toyhoney 2013
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