Late Nights Thoughts

by John Pickett   Aug 12, 2006


Sometimes I hate that I stay awake with only you on my mind.

Thinking...of the space you need and cruel distance.... so unkind.

I start to see your smile ...then just for a small while ...I feel sane.

I hear your gentle words from the back seat of my truck...you remember we used go there to ...

Those sounds that flow into my mind...just echoes of what is alive in my Antarctica...

You can't pretend we were never hot...and why you chose what you do ...I will never know.

I smell your hair and kiss your strong lips,we fit together so naturally.... you are more than sex or just a date...I think of you always... see...you are my soul mate.

I feel everything that happens to you..even in my absence...I feel you deep inside ... I feel it more when you run and hide.

Waiting for your total hearts return kills me slowly and I yet I am patient ...in matters of the heart...
You can do anything...and I will always ,forever and beyond....love you with all my open heart.

I love you Karen.

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