March 24, 2009 (a)

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Fifteen minutes
And I'll see your face
My favorite sight:
The longing to touch.

Fifteen years
That I have waited
Are finally in its start:
To pave the path to swell my heart.

Pause one beat,
To push back my hair.
Tilt my neck.
As your whisper brushes past my ear.

Pause the world,
To silence our peers.
Free my mind,
As your hand caresses what I have

Fifteen years.
Fifteen minutes.
Nothing in the expanse of time.
Meaningful nonetheless.
Memories to add recollection.

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Jake S. said...
Jun. 24, 2009 at 4:34 pm
Heartfelt. You really meant it, and it shows.
Inkspired said...
Jun. 1, 2009 at 11:35 pm
Wonderful sentiments and emotions! You expressed them fabulously as always, although I think that maybe you should have stuck with 4 lines in the 3rd stanza. Old fashioned me, srry. Beautiful!
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