Monday, 24 August 2009

Thoughts Of You

I linger
On the edge of my dream
So I can spend one more minute with you
As, in my dreams
Doesn't exist.
We are so close
Close as my next thought or feeling
I wake
You are gone
You are far away
I am so lost
I pull my pillow close
And hug it,
Wishing it was you
In my cold bed
My heart alone
My body aching
I lie
And think of us.

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