In Dreams
I have missed out
on the man I see
only in dreams.
That look, that touch,
would have meant
so much to me.
Putting love aside,
procreation
was my guide.
Hurt too much
in the past
for love to last.
Felt unworthy,
insecure
and impure.
Lonely now.
Missing you.
I am waiting.
Somehow...
could you find me?
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