This night I am in longing
My stomach aching, not for food
I dream of my beloved dear
Here to set the mood
Tonight my mind is racing
Thoughts of rights and wrongs
With many days still up ahead
I wish to free my heart-song
But oh so sweet will be the day
When were in each-others arms
With love and warmth ill hold my dear
With no resistance or alarms
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Kim Ross
A Poetess. A Mother. A Student of Anthropology. An Artist With A Passion For All Things Interesting!
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