I AWAIT THEE I COUNT THE DAYS AND HOURS WHEN WE SHALL FIRST MEET I LONG TO SEE YOUR SMILE, TO LOOK INTO YOUR EYES ON THE DAY WE MEET AND GREET ALL THE MYSTERY DIES
I COUNT THE DAYS AND THE HOURS, WHEN OUR SOULS SHALL TOUCH THE WARM EMBRACE, THE PASSIONATE KISS MY EYES LOCKED INTO YOURS, NEEDING YOU SO MUCH YOU LEAVE ME BREATHLESS
AND AT LAST I COUNT THE MINUTES TILL YOU ARRIVE MY BODY TREMBLES, MY HEART BEATS FAST A MOIST WET FLOW OF PASSION IS ALIVE WHEN WE MEET AT LAST
By: Rose Young
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Posted: Jan 2012
About this poem:
This poem is about a long distance friend i met online and talked to for a long time before we decided to meet in person. I was so excited about finally meeting this friend that I wrote this poem for him.
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