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a poem about waiting for love |
| Forgotten yet remembered There is this man He haunts my dreams My every waking breath I can't see his face But I know his voice I know the way he smells I can hear his laughter And see his smiling eyes This is the man I love The man I trust with every fiber of my being This is the man that makes me complete The one who gives me purpose And helps me reach my dreams He is in my dreams Forgotten yet remembered How long must I wait How long must we be apart? When will we stand side by side? Drenched in undying devotion In unending love When will I know your name? When will I know your face? And the warmth of your embrace When will I be able to proclaim That you are more than just a dream That you are my reality |