For The One I Love!

The wait is unbearable
Your lips I can no longer taste
You scent I can no longer smell
The time on the clock goes so slow
Waiting for you is my own personal hell
Not knowing if this will be the last time so I freeze your face in my mind
I will remember you as long as my memory withstands
Your touch, your feel, your grasp, your hand
I wait for the knock on the door or the turn of your key
Oh! Poor lonely me!
You come, we love, we sleep
Tomorrow comes and it just repeats!!!!

Written by : Kimberly Reynolds

Until next time……..


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