i think about you all the time
sometimes i think that
my thoughts can fly...
fly to you and caress you in your sleep
caress your beautiful soul
love grows in my heart like a flower
blooms in daylight and dies a painful death at night
blooms anew in the morning when my first thought is you
at night longing and pain come like a thief
and steal all the hope
leave me robbed & destroyed alone in the dark
sweet and bitter
pain of love
A23 // Jan. 23, 2008
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