Monday, February 27, 2006

my darling, my beloved

my darling, my beloved
he says it to himself
missing her every passing day

no one knows -
only his love knows -
how happy he feels

when he sees her, feels her
steals a fleeting kiss
being reborn in love

it is her he desires
tossing and turning
dreaming all night of her

beside him he wants her
his heart aches for her
his passion for her

puts him on fire
he wants to love her
always, always...

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