Forever
As all await the midnight hour I get anxious for your call Your voice is far and distant But can be heard as always I don’t know what you are doing Something proven to be perfect Glowing deep Within your illuminicent being I need your voice It’s all I can have I wish for more but what can I do? When you call I know it will be soon Only an hour more and I will have you You speak of unspoken plans I hope it’s what I’m thinking At the 12 o’clock hour I will receive a call from the one I hold dear The time is coming close I hope I do not hear of any feelings besides mine I know I will not For what do I have to fear? Nothing It’s been 3 minutes The time is drawing near I just hope we talk I hope it will be long When you have to leave me I will cry When you call me again I will stop But in between I will be thinking about you For now and foreverone of the poems my boyfriend, Eric wrote 8D Written January 5th, 2002 © on Jan 05 2002 10:45 AM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"As all await the midnight hour..."