All I Have Left - Poem by Ronald Chapman
How many times,
Will you return to me,
In my remarkable dreams?
You taking my hand,
Guiding me to a magical land,
To a time of kings and princesses,
Chasing my fears away,
Remembering your tears,
Longing for the taste of your lips,
I can't forget the black nights,
We held each other so tight,
Your glow was bright as a new dawn,
Am I foolish waiting for you each lonely night?
How many more nights will you visit me in dreams?
So I can wipe away the tears.
My dreams are all I have left from you.
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