The Thought Of You Poem by norman hale

The Thought Of You



It's the thought of you
That keep me in such a mess
For it is your lips
I want to kiss and caress

It is your body
I want to hold so tight
Right next to mine
Each and every night

It is your sweet hand
I wish to hold in mine
As we love each other
Until the end of time

It is your eyes
That I want to see
As, you're saying
How much you love me

It is your sweet voice
That I want to hear
For, in case you didn't know
I truely do love you dear

It is your touch
That I always want to feel
For it is our hearts
That shows how love is so real

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