One and Only
Within arms reach
but untouchable
his gaze draws me to him
yet his words slice at my heart like a rusted dagger
When I crave his touch
is when he is most distant
I've had him before
only to let him go
Now I need him
but he is out of sight
And so, with hopes so low
I will keep my head held high
and wait patiently for my one and only love
Copyright © Angela Reynolds | Year Posted 2011
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