Anguishing Needs

April 7, 2015

As I sit alone on my bed
I think of you and all you mean,
Floating through my weary head
You are my angel, you are my queen.
As I lay awake through the lonely night
I dream of your enchanting smile,
When ever I am scared or take fright
I think of you and feel safe for awhile.
As I miss the feel of your softest touch
I long to hold your body near
I miss you so much
My dearest of dears.

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