The Wait

 

 

Feeling lonely
Feeling blue
Laying here
Missing you

Craving your touch
Your beautiful smile
To touch your skin
Makes the wait worthwhile

Still laying here
In this cold empty bed
Sometimes tears me apart
It messes with my head

It feels like years
But the time will go by
Before I know it
You’ll be by my side

So I lay here and wait
As that is what must be
Just know that I love you
You complete me

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By Kris Heaton Posted in Poetry

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