Nov 062015
By Mark Fraser.
As I drift
and think awhile,
how much I miss
your tender smile.
Your kiss so warm
and gentle true;
the pain I bear from losing you:
In dreams
you meet me,
hold me fast–
hold me near until the last;
fading picture,
drifts away…
awake again-
these thoughts to stay:
I’d give the world
to have you near–
to hold you close,
release my fears;
and my wish I’d make,
so Pure and True-
is to fix the past..
cos I’m missing you:
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