It's Your Place, Your Music And You... Poem by Inner Whispers

It's Your Place, Your Music And You...



(Monday, June 30,2008)

Canvass, paints and brushes are set aside,
And allow myself to sit at the glass window tonight;
No more warm blooded roaming around,
Except the stray cat that runs the ground...

I heard soft music being played,
And the glimpse of moonlite mellowed my face;
Whispered to myself...'ah...I'm tired...tired of being alone I begin to long',
For a warmth of LOve that will ignite again my soul...

Ah...when will HE come again in my life,
To hold me close and wrap me tight;
When will I feel my heart go trembling with my ears and cheeks blushing,
When will I hear again a whisper at the back of my ear;
When will I taste a gentle, passionate kiss,
That will burn me with tears...?

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