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A poem about dreaming about what love is like.

Submitted:Jun 7, 2012    Reads: 17    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


I'd think about those moments
when I may find true love
and I'd look up so high
to thank the lord above

I'd imagine his lips
pressed against mine
so soft and nice,
a feeling quite divine

I'd see him holding me
his grip so welcoming and nice
and I'd smile to myself
I would never think twice

And somehow I would get this feeling
so powerful and strong
as if I truly did love him
and that's where we belong

but I could have never truly love
for this man I did not know
and my heart belonged to none
my "love" I could not show


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