Side Note 9:32 pm
I guess I could write a few words about you while I'm staring in your eyes.
I suppose I should whisper softly to you as I touch your silky brown skin
I guess
I should extract the passion from your emotional dilemma while
I stroke your heart
Maybe I need to give your soul what it says
To give as I infect you with my contagious fever of Happy ever after.
I guess I seem unsure
I suppose I appears unwilling
Maybe feels like I have choices
I can't stop what my heart wants
I can't hold back what my soul craves
I walk side by side with you Inhaling the moments
Melting in this florid trance.
I sit writing of you
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
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