Promises and Love

by Kayla   Jul 12, 2007


You call me
I run to you with thriving intentions
One kiss
One kiss to live upon
My wish to touch your lips
Soft lips
Touch you with my fingertips
What am I thinking
I am just your friend
The one you talk to when your in need
Why would you think of me so highly as in love
I arrive by your side
Your upset
Angry
Furious
I help you calm and then you leave
Left me here wanting your touch
For how I long to be with you
To be called yours
Forever and more

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