Lost At See Poem by Sandra Feldman
Lost At See
Gone are the caresses
That all should have,
Now I must content myself
With virtual love,
Difficult to do
When all you've ever lived for
Is, "I love you".
Difficult to face each morning,
Without a vital yearning
Difficult to face
That song, without music,
When you're alone.
I LOVE YOU! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! It's TRUE! ! ! ! ! Te juro amigaza mia eres la perfeccion! ! ! ! ! !
The wonderful thing about love is that it comes at the most unpredictable times, one never knows what the tide will bring in, great poem as usual Sandra!
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5/12/2024 3:02:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
solitude can be both a gift and a curse, but we all need Love, even if it's virtual. Love to you Sandra!