Curious Love

August 15, 2008
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As the sun sets,
And the moon begins to shine...
I think about my future as I begin to wonder...
"What are the odds that you could be mine?"
I dream about the day we meet face to face.
I yearn to feel your sweet embrace,
The poetic beating of your heart against my chest...
I could dream of nothing less.

As I sit here all alone thinking of you...
I begin to wonder if you're thinking of me too.
Is it crazy to think that anything of romance and passion could happen to me?

Dreams...
Passionate yet true.
I fall asleep to the thought of you.
Images and picture flow rapidly though my mind.
The source of my wishes and ambitions combined.
Theses dreams are secret.
Only few will know...
My dreams are simple wishes untold.

As each day passes,
I can't help but wonder if were meant to be...
Is it possible?
Could you be meant for me?
Could it be that we were meant for each other?

I often wonder if I'm on your mind.
I wonder if you dream of me...
If so would you tell me?
I'm curious to know...
But baby...
I'm dreaming of you.





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OH said...
Jan. 9, 2009 at 6:09 pm
poems are over rated. you feel that way for one moment. getting lost. then you publish that thought. now its there forever. you cant run from it. you cant hide either. thats why i no longer write poems.
 
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