I may never have really seen you
but I do not allow this thought to be blue.
Nor I have never watched you from afar
yet this distance is infinity.
Though we have never slain the
satin sheets of lover's passion.
The longing scares my heart
for the here and after.
I may never see a sheepish grin
as romance kindles our fires.
I will always watch for the hearts
desires along the way.
If fate was the one to decide then
for us it may never be...
Copyright © Peggy Bertrand | Year Posted 2007
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