My arms have not yet embraced you,
Yet they tingle with your touch.
My lips have not yet felt your sweet caress
Yet I taste you on my tongue.
I have not yet felt your touch,
but I crave your loving embrace.
With my own two eyes,
I want to see your smiling face.
I want you to be my first,
I want you to be my last.
The first thing I see in the morning,
The last I see when I close my eyes at night.
I want you to be the first one to hold me right,
the last one to hold me tight.
I want my first kiss from your sweet lips,
My final parting kiss from your luscious lips.
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Aww this was soo sweet. I love this poem. I'd say its your best so far but you have so many that are just as equal as this one. I love it though. You surprise me sometimes with just how wonderful you can be and well all the things about you surprise me.
Nice write and don't stop writing poems about Sophie.
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I want you to be the first one to hold me right
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you have been writing poems without informing me? !!!
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I know someone who feels the same way about yooou. This made me cry, turn beat red, and then look around to make sure no one saw me.
♥
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i agree with you. but all in all, it is a really great read. i wish my guy would feel the same way...
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This is a poignantly romantic piece, Cory.
It's well written, with depth and emotion. You pour your feelings onto the page as easily as some pour water.
To dream of the one we want, and to be tortured by distance and longing... there is none so cruel as love...
'D' (Scott)
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Thank you for your kind remarks. I feel it needs some slight revision and maybe some additions. It kind of almost seems like two different poems to me.
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