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Missing

The moon hangs clear in indigo,
My heart is bleached but blue,
My only wish ‘neath silvery orb,
Is holding kissing you.

For when the sun beats high and warm,
And dapples all in hues,
It warmeth not my darkened soul,
That chills for missing you.

I fear not winter’s clawing cold,
Nor summer’s shimmering heat,
But that my ears as sense eschew,
Miss your heartbeat or your feet

For were you to whisper words of love,
It would be a clarion call,
To one that craves your comfort
And would give you loving all
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Posted: Jul 2010

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MonaLisaSmile4U
applause Very Nice, Chasing , , I loved your COLORFUL words. I could feel your warm loving heart beating heart in this one. Well Done! handshake Thank You grin angel
agoodguy2have
chasingcars under indigo night, writing poetry lovely and bright.
Ladybee42
thumbs up thumbs up very cool CC wave
caroljoyce
True romantic poetry, Chasingcars.
jazzy75
Beautiful and loving...your poetry is.cool
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