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When I see him again....

Poetry By: dianarose
Poetry


I havent seen him in so long, and this is what I think of....


Submitted:Mar 24, 2007    Reads: 65    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


He had flowers in his hands,
as he walked up to the door.
He knocked softly with a tune,
it was a warm day in June.
I flew the door open,
and all I saw was a grin.
How long has it been,
since our eyes have met?
I grabbed my flowers and set them down,
then I hugged my man with open arms.
I held on so tight, I heard him moan,
but that was his heart, opening up.
I felt his body so close to mine,
I squeezed alittle harder so he wouldnt get away.
I looked at his face and it was happy to see me,
but just as excited as I was to see him.
My hand touched his face,
oh it made my heart pace.
Gently on the cheek, I gave him a kiss,
he responded back with lips on my lips.
We kissed more for awhile,
it wasn't exactly mild.
The passion we feel,
got the wheels all turning.
He picked me up in his arms,
and carried me to my room.
I was layed down gently,
while he got so close to me.
Our bodies and hearts were reunited,
Now I'm in love all over again.




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