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by Sylvia L Morelos Jul 24, 2012 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
I don't know much about you, but I long to hear your voice I often dream of your hues and what they say by choiceTo me it is indescribable what you do to a heart like mine You make life less unbearable with every note that you sighMy fingers ache to do the walking across the strings that share your views But I do not have the knack to play you just yet, the way I truly would love to doYou electrify and I idolize your very intricate and demanding nature I know how to respond to you and I realize that you are my futureI would love to share what I see, what I feel, and what I dream And bring to life your inner beautyLife is never what it seems But you give meaning to its vitalityI ask that you take a chance on me As I would treasure all that you doBut I cannot have you if you do not allow For me to come to youIn time I will write songs of desire I will bring you up to parWith the prospect of becoming who I truly am What I have always wanted to be, by far