Is that you?
The one I love and adore
Do not go
I will knock on your door.
How are you?
Still in the dumps
Don’t say no
I have goose bumps.
Is that a grin?
I hate to see you like that
Let me come in
I just want a short chat.
How I wish love
I could take you out from there
Your blues I could rid off
Your woes I could care.
Love, I wish I am free
To test what we shared
Bring me down from reality
Then fantasy will be spared.
2.10.14
As I was skimming through my poems, I saw this piece I wrote last February. I was broken-hearted then, with the same man I have now. :)