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MORE THAN I DARE SAY

MORE THAN I DARE SAY

BY THERELUCTANTPOET

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I miss you so much

When you are gone away

Out of the reach of my arms

Out of touch with my soul

 

Off in the universe

With others

Who want you too

Who steal your time

With me

 

I always say

Too much

Exposing

The way I feel

The need I really have

For you

 

I should be

Silent

But my heart

Would still whisper

The truth

Telling you

What you

Already know

 

I miss you

More than

I can say

 

So I will be

Silent

And await

Your return

MORE THAN I DARE SAY

That magic time when real is mixed with fake
as dreams have overtaken truth once more,
and every fictive bend is in the make,
yet we believe that we were here before,

some cities dangerous and strange appear
with streets to wander in while getting lost,
there is no telling if the end of it is near:
the purpose of these nights is to exhaust.

But once a while the dreams will take us there
to places full of paradise delight
with waterfalls and flowers everywhere
and this is time when we enjoy the night.

Some hours we may spend between the sheets
away from trouble and from other’s needs.

😉

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And dream

Of your caresses

And your kisses

And your

Sweet whispered

Words for me

 

 

 

 

I miss you

More than

I dare say

 

Poet's Corner

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I miss you so much

When you are gone away

Out of the reach of my arms

Out of touch with my soul

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