The Thought of You...
Sometimes the thought of you makes me shiver
I imagine your strong arms around my waist
and your soft lips smothering mine
the thought makes my knees weaken
At times I feel I can't go on without your touch
I can't view myself alive without you near
And when I feel I need your warmth and love
I just lay in my bed with my teddy bear...
This was the first poem I ever wrote. I smile as I read it now...
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