Where are you my love with a gentle hand,
We used to touch kiss, and hug, our feet in the sand,
What has happened to your eyes, their wandering away,
Were growing apart with each passing day.
Still your here in the now, are you waiting on me,
Should i think, feel, or say what has kept me away,
Like the ocean is deep my love is the same,
Should i spend forever settling for plain,
What i wish for is guidance, companion and soul,
What i recieve resembles anger wrapped up in bold,
Tenderness, sincere very simple my friend,
Wish with me this cannot be the end
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