I Long - Poem by Kev Elmer
Every second I long for you,
so angelic its untrue.
The perfect painting that you are,
beauty so close yet you see from afar.
Even the presence that you emit,
causes the imagination to have a fit.
You seem to be my personal loot,
with a personality to suit.
There must be a place from where you came,
so take me to the place of no name.
For now I ask to take me under your wing,
and head to the future to see what it will bring.
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