Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2013
Dormant was my love like a bear waiting for the right time to emerge from a slump like slumber
Awakened at the sight, smell, and touch of your presence
Not enough time to dream of a love so perfect is what my heart tells me
I hold your heart to mine, I treat it as my own
Let it beat, let it beat, let it beat when I come near
I'll be the one to wake your love when the time comes
Jorge L Echevarria
Written by
Jorge L Echevarria  30/M/NC
(30/M/NC)   
401
   Reagan, Weeping willow and Timothy
Please log in to view and add comments on poems