Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Until We Meet by Agatha Winslow

My nights will be a little colder
My days a little shorter
My heart will beat a little less rapid
Until we meet

I know that my arms will be empty
My mind hurting from the constant thought of you
Minutes will seem to be hours
Hours will seem to be months
While months will seem like eternity
Until we meet

The stars in the sky will not affect me
with its gleaming sparkles of life
Until I am gazing at them in your arms
And the food that I eat will not be as fulfilling and nourishing
Until it is you that I share the my food with
And Until we meet

I will not feel whole
My world will seem incomplete
Until that wonderful day
When we make our first contact
Cant wait for the moment so great
When our hearts combine
Longing eyes will wait
Until we meet




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