You're like a gentle little rascal breeze
lightly tapping .. softly rapping ..
At the door to my heart ..
Soon .. i can bear it no longer
and i run to the door .. just a peek,
To see who or what it might be
But it's too late
because you've already
Gotten inside ...
May 25, 2012
May 25, 2012 at 1:15 PM UTC
You're like a gentle little rascal breeze
lightly tapping .. softly rapping ..
At the door to my heart ..
Soon .. i can bear it no longer
and i run to the door .. just a peek,
To see who or what it might be
But it's too late
because you've already
Gotten inside ...
These 1st two poems of mine were both written for a lady whom i loved from a distance. I gave her the poems very near when it was time for us to say goodbye. I never was able to find her again after that point in time. The poems were written also as a challenge to myself .. to prove that i could do at least as good or better than Hallmark.
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