
Desire©
By Felina Silver Robinson
Copyright©
I sit here in the early hours of morn thinking of
Where you might be
My heart yearns for your gentle touch
And what it used to mean
Will we ever go back to the way it used to be?
My heart may not last without you
You make all my dreams come true
You control everything I want to do
You are everything I desire
Won’t you please return to me my love?
2014
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