Nov 292009

Though we’ve never met.
I miss you.
I miss the way you’d kiss me ..
if you were real
if you were here.

If you where here.. the way I’d touch you…
our bodies entwined.
hearts beating in time..
if you were real…
if you were here..

I find myself alone.
Missing you.
Empty alone..
I envision your touch.
Tears as I weep for what is not..

If you were real..
If you were …

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