Do you miss me? Miss seeing me? Miss kissing me, holding me? Do you?
Do you ache inside? Do you wish we didn't have to hide?
Do you cry at night,
Do you even know how to cry?
...
By the sea, by the beautiful sea
that is where you will find both him and me.
Separated by oceans and miles
After three years our love has lasted many trials.
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IRON MAN
I look at him and what do I see
but a kind hearted soul wanting to help keep us free.
...
I wake up in the morning feeling as if everything is fine
but then the brain comes to life and spins of worries
and doubts that, to them I should turn a blind eye.
Looking around I see and hear so many various things
...
There was a haunted look in those coffee brown eyes,
trying to hide the pain of all the days of yesterday gone by.
Where there was once a sparkle and shine,
A dim glow of an ember burning still in the heart that remains mine.
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One look, One touch
That's all it took.
One hug, One kiss
That's something I really miss.
...
You look at me and what do you see?
Do you see the real or virtual me?
Coming to you through space and time,
wishing to grab your heart and make it mine.
...
With a tortured soul she sits alone,
wondering why he chose her to tease,
What does he see in her that he wants to own?
Nothing but time and distance separate the two,
...
Stripping away the fears of what once was
slowly building a confidence of the unknown.
...
Hello and how do you do.?
Bowing with a gesture of welcoming,
She listens intently to his loving and masculine voice as it lulls her in a lovers trance.
Softly touching her heart, she dares to dream of life and her handsome babe giving her a chance.
...
Relishing in all the memories of days gone by
isn't it funny how the time did fly?
A new beginning yet still the same
love like ours is but a reality of which others have brought to fame.
...
Are you real or just a dream
I see you here, wanting to reach out and touch you.
Wanting to grab you and pull you through this screen.
Through talking and texing we dance a lovers dance,
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Oh the beauty of a rose
perfect silken peddles on a long green stem
Given single means more than just a friend.
Oh the rose was given so freely and sweetly
...
My brain is fried
I just cant think
Always hearing NO
No matter how hard I tried.
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Naked in all ways I sit before you, pouring out my soul,
The emptiness inside me echos of yester years pains.
I kneel before you now, begging for your light.
Darkness has been my master, and I a slave to its grind.
...
Strangers at first until you meet,
you sit and chat, sharing lifes experiences
and sometimes you even go out to eat.
...
Alone she sits but not lonely
thoughts of him fill her mind
fill her heart and soul
making her smile, making her whole.
...
Words spoken and words unsaid,
so many thoughts always running through my head.
Songs played for me and songs sent back
he is the one my heart dares not lack.
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Born Cindy Wright, but adopted elsewhere, I grew up in a little backwoods town around farmlife. Writing was always an escape for me as a lonely teenage girl that believed in love at first sight and all the other romantic aspects of life. I keep my poems simple, carefree and young at heart for a reason; I want the reader to understand and feel them no matter what age the reader is.)
Do You?
Do you miss me? Miss seeing me? Miss kissing me, holding me? Do you?
Do you ache inside? Do you wish we didn't have to hide?
Do you cry at night,
Do you even know how to cry?
Can't you swallow that pride?
Do you love me? (good)
Do you yearn for my hug as I do yours?
Do you know how much I love you?
No you don't, but I do.
Do you think about me at all? Do you still want to try?
Do you care? Really care? Try to understand my side.
Do you miss me? Miss seeing me? Kissing me; holding me; talking to me?
Do you? ? ? ? ? ?
Cindy's poems speak from the heart, they are very touching and moving. I sat back and read some, imagining what she was feeling..Cindy is very talented and should be the author of her own book one day.