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Don Moore
Poems
Dec 2017
My Heart Upon My Breast
There are times when I see you
Times I see you unexpectedly
It’s then that I feel you squeeze my heart
Maybe you touch me from behind
Gently lay your hands upon me
Stroke my shoulders, thats when I know
Walking in the park when we are alone
Sometimes then when we touch
That’s when my feelings for you grow
When you leave my side I am bereft
I know you have to go but each parting hurts
I wonder will you return and hope you do
Am I so greedy of my time with you
Do others notice how I feel
Does my adoration or pain show within my eyes
When you return I silently cry out to your presence
And yet in reality I make no sound
Treasuring just the slightest touch of your lips
Seasons come around and travel upon their paths
Another year is gone, but I feel always the same
I would wait for your caress even if you had gone
I know within my heart that one day we will part
The pain of love would then render my heart torn
Perhaps it’s selfish but I hope it’s me that’s first
To imagine your demise is inconceivable for me
To dwell on this I know I would die myself
For the future would hold no reason
For the seasons to turn without you
For the holidays to arrive with no twinkle in your eye
This I could not endure and I would have to pass
But for the moments I have left, you are near
For the time we are together I am grateful
And for each and everyday you squeeze my heart
#love
#romance
#seasons
#time
#hurt
#parting
#touch
#greedy
Written by
Don Moore
By the Sea in Cornwall
(By the Sea in Cornwall)
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