Kiss me softly.
Make love to me sweetly.
Think of me the way you once thought of
"Deseree."
I miss you deperately when you're away.
I think about you every day.
But I also ponder the thought of her .
My efforts are useless
None wake me from my purpetual nightmare,
"Deseree."
I'll love you eternally.
And when your dreaming of her while I lay beside you
you'll know I'll love you eternally.
And when you gasp and moan and you whisper,
"Deseree."
You'll know I'll love you eternally.
I left while you were sleeping,
there's a note beside your pillow.
Be grateful you'll never again have to wake
to me.
After dreaming of
"Deseree."
It's been so long now.
I keep missing you, but one day I'll forget you.
Anyway,
I hope you've found her,
the one you long for.
"Deseree"
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Memories of Passing Strangers ( The Rain)
PoetryRandom poems about my life, my family, and my dreams. How life is in my eyes.