Winchester

Wandering…waiting, I find myself back to you
In search forever, never meaning to be blue
Never wanting to want you, but wanting anyway
Chastising myself and despairing everyday
How can you be so wonderful to me?
Even the thought of seeing you again makes me want to flee
Surrendering into your beautiful eyes I love
Telling myself to never give up
Ever longing, I will still wait to see you again
Rendering my love to you…far to distant England
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Novotny Avatar
April 2, 2012 at 11:39 PM
"Never wanting to want you, but wanting anyway". . . This speaks to the force of compelled, driven, crazy mad love that endures across time and space. Well done! - Chuck
Johnson Avatar
March 6, 2012 at 4:05 PM
obsessive love is hard to shake, of love n hurt no distance makes, better still the embers rake, yes love must have its fill, past lingers with the sweetest thrill, but i still hesitate... yes Edgar has my birthday 18 march, i have his readings on cd...xox
Larkin Avatar
March 5, 2012 at 5:16 PM
Awwww... how cute =P... anywho... if he ever be around while I am you won't be allowed to flee MUAHAHAHA! hahaha C:
Breidenthal Avatar
March 5, 2012 at 5:39 PM
V.V ....
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