Heartsick

by John Holley   Feb 24, 2005


*my wifey wrote this one*

To my dear John whom my heart longs after

My Heart aches to be near you
to feel the warmth of your touch,
To be wrapped in your arms
passionately making love.
My Heart yearns for the day
when our hearts become one.
Even now a look into your eyes
makes me come undone.
My Heart breaks when I feel
the distance between us,
And how all we really know
are our visions of us.
My Heart stops when the vision
never comes true,
'Cause my Heart was sick at the thought
of ever losing you.
But if my fear wasn't real
and this brokenness is an illusion,
My Heart will sit and wait
for you and I to begin our conclusion.

Abigail JoAnne Crane

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