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Waringa. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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With a smile i received your call,
As your face i tried to recall,
For not a few days it has been,
That your face i have seen,
For several weeks it has been,
And probably several months it has been,
Since i last saw your face my beloved.
Your voice i had almost forgotten,
You almost had me shaken,
For your lovely voice was saying,
"My beloved, how have you been?",
I found out i was swaying,
For my knees had suddenly weakened,
And i sat down to avoid falling.
As i write this, i can barely recall,
What my beloved said during the call,
As all i recall, is trying not to fall
For just the mere thought about my beloved,
Just the mention of your name,
Leaves me helplessly lame,
And in dire need of your love.
Of late i think i might go insane,
Because it is very hard to stay sane,
For am even counting down to the last minute,
As i eagerly await our proposed date,
When we shall dine and dance,
When i can finally see your face,
Oh, how i miss you my beloved