Sunday, August 28, 2011

Games we play

Drift to sleep thinking about you,
in my dreams you could be nothing
other than true to me.


Nightmares haunt my days, most
the time I sit in a gaze..god the
games that were played!


A song lingers in the back ground,
my mind goes to our last dance.
I remember every move we made,
as the song softly played.


Your lips touching my neck so
tenderly, how I wish my true love
was still here with me!


I settle down in hopes to rest, but
my mind won't let me be so blessed.
Thinking of you is all have left, I wish
you would walk back through my door.
My heart would explode loving you
forever more....

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