Next To Me Poem by Mike poet

Next To Me



This aching in my heart,
is not yours, for sure my own.
But my pain it only starts,
when your gone and I'm alone.

Your out there I wonder where.
The place you should be
Is real near not there but here
sitting and loving with me.

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Mike poet

Mike poet

New Orleans Louisianna
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