IN A PORCH

As I sit here alone

Many thoughts arrive,

Love can be so tough

Love isn't a new toy.



Many times I've spent

Thinking of times gone by,

Some of them were bad,

And still wonder why.



Sitting on a porch,

With nowhere at times to go,

I dream of you my love,

Where at that moment you would be.



Love is an addiction to some,

Love is too many things in one,

I never felt as  alive,

As I did, when I was with you.





Dorian Petersen Potter

AKA LadyDP2000

Copyright@2002


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