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Another one about the one I wrote anticipation for

Submitted:Jul 16, 2007    Reads: 61    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

Alone, again, I sit,

Restless, once more,

Staring at the red plastic,

That is my cell phone,

Silent, and waiting,

Alas, it might as well be Fisher Price,

A child's toy,

For it just sits there,

I receive no call,

no text from you,

I can not tell you how good you make me feel,

If you were here with me,

Right this very moment,

I would be more than willing to show you,

I have given you more than I have ever given,


This is wrong,

But my foolish heart

Absolutely must have more,

Stolen glances,

Forbidden kisses,

Yesterday when we were kissing,

I stopped,

You smiled and replied,

"That's not all you want,"

You were right,

I wanted

So much more!

'Til again we meet, I remain,

happily enthralled,


To give,

To take,

So much more!


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