I wonder
by Stella
I wonder what is like to hold you in my arms
I wonder what is like to see your smiling face
I wonder what is like when you want to be hold on tight
I wonder what is like to be told never let me go
I wonder what is like to watch you dream
I wonder what is like to have you here.
4 comments:
Your poem captures a certain longing.
Kevin
So eloquent. Thanks for sharing!
Yes, the absent (whether real or longed-for-imagined) love. [sigh]
very beautiful...
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