Watching you
saunter across
the floor,
I get chills
of love,
not fear.
I watch you with
a haunted heart
and followed soul,
I can see you
through my
blinding tears.
Wishing I were
in your arms,
I watch and
wait with
a haunted
heart.
Welcome to Poetry's Voice!
Welcome to Poetry's Voice! I created this blog to get my poetry into the world. Poetry has it's own voice; if you listen to it.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
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