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Draw You Near

I want to draw you near to me, 
closer than ever before. 
Deeper than anyone's ever gone, 
and yet I still want more. 

While flesh and touch are wondrous things, 
these are not of which I speak. 
I want you closer to my soul, 
not simply pressed against my cheek. 

I want to know your ins and outs, 
your highs and yes, your lows. 
I want to know the whole of you, 
not just what lies beneath your clothes! 

I long to know your heart's desire, 
your hopes and all your dreams.
Your sadness, sorrow, and disappointment also, 
for character builds upon these things. 

I crave your thoughts on the future, 
and the knowledge of your past. 
For what you see with the eyes fades away, 
but memories will surely last. 

I want to draw you near to me, 
closer than ever before. 
Deeper than anyone's gone, 
and yet I still want more.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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De Beaulieu Avatar
September 13, 2021 at 4:17 PM
Hello ron Van Hooser, I sense the passion in this romantic poem. I hope all is well with you. enjoy your evening my friend.
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January 9, 2025 at 3:19 PM
Hello Ron Van Hooser, Yes thank you. i did have a very good New year's Eve. I hope you did to. Yes the passion is part of the soul. You are welcome Ron. Enjoy your evening . /Darlene/
VanHooser Avatar
January 9, 2025 at 1:54 PM
Hi Darlene, I hope you had a wonderful New Year! Thank you for the comment on my poem. Passion is the essence of real living. Without it, even breathing almost pointless. The passion is there for it is a part of me, of my heart and soul. Thank you again.
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