A Blast From The Past

ok so I was talking to a friend of mine and she told me about this poem that I had written in college. I figured that someone out there might like it. I have changed a word or two to make it sound better. Don't forget that this is four or more years old so some people might think its crappy. I promise I will write more later and about my great week.

I want to live
I want to live with my loved one
I want to be with her through out the night
I want to be there when she awakes
I want to hear her calling out my name in the night
I want to catch all the strands of her golden love
I want to make her dreams tangible;
...turn her wishes into birds of flight
I want to catch her joy and carry it with me;
...to use,
...to cherish when I am down
...and once again be happy as if I was with her
...then crush and mix these feelings
...'till they become a mirrored emotion back at her
...and we share a warm glow of love.


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