Only You Poem by Helen claire jones
Only You
To feel your touch, to hear your voice, to see your face
bewildering dreams that cannot be traced
memories fond, no lies, no shame
silly little games we played with tormented minds and fiery tongues
words misplaced, actions delayed
demons held within the soul
reactions waiting for a story to be told
frustrations waiting for the final result
hoping for things to really work out.
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