When I Miss You
Am I Living It Well ?
I"l go to the beach to sleep,
Watch stars, write poem
Wishing for the time to stop
And I"l paint a story without words
A poem without letter
For you to feel not to see
To touch but not to hold
I breath in soul in every poem of mine
In a way that only man on earth
Who feels with heart
Could feel my touch
My presence without me
What lies behind the power of mind
That penetrates to the heart
For only love
I would say
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