Lovers' sighs give voice
to sleepless nights,
where I wish but that
I had reason to
lose sleep over.
The dreams that flood
my nights with passion,
with a dance of bleeding
colors remain but a faint
memory of an elusive beauty.
I lie abed, eyes scrunched
to ward off those morning rays
that dispel my nightly visitors.
But it is in vain, for arms oustretched
ever I wake, nothing in my grasp.
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Aw, I hope you find your love dear, and your words are beautiful.


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Heh.Thanks.
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You aremmost welcome
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Aww,
I now feel you pain, and have for many, many months now. To not have that feeling in your life, makes it seem like you are missing half of it. In my opinion, I envy those, who do not know what it truly feels like to yearn for those nights. For truly, ignorance is bliss. Fear not, for one day your dream will become reality.

Ocean.


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Yep, that is it ..in prose.
Thank you once again!
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And for the hug.
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Awww sad longing in this one, so creatively and wonderfully written. Thanks for sharing!


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Thanks! No, really. It's wonderful how you always take the time to comment
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