I lay awake at night, listening to you,
Filling my soul with a memory or two.
I can vision your body resting asleep,
While Insomnia seeps in a passion so deep.
My dreams can whisk you away somewhere unknown,
From a tropical paradise to making love at home.
I feel so close to you, yet I'm miles away,
I'm yearning so much for you, I'd even pay.
What are you thinking? What can you see?
Do you have dreams of passion, just like me?
My last words are, because I want you to know,
I love every bit of you, from your head to your toe.
this poem
is one of
my favorites
to read :*)
untainted love of the innocent (or guilty) is often the best kind of love
darr