The Likes Of You Poem by Ron Pate

Days are long and the nights even longer as I bide my time to survive one more night without you;

as my thoughts of you wander I see the brightest stars in the sky, all of which cannot hold a candle to you;

being with you is watching the new sun rise from behind the highest mountain range, it renders me blind to all others, besides you.

One touch of your hand melts my heart and your whisper erases my pain.

As I'm struck by your beauty, I can still see the brilliant sunshine piercing through a cold winters day


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