world Of Belief I Poem by Gomer LePoet

World of Belief I

I'm sitting here, counting the minutes, until I can once again,
cradle you in my arms, in my world of mystical zen,

brushing away your hair, to reveal the face,
that I kiss with such desire, then fall into a deep embrace,

my world is happy, bright colored balloons, a child's smile,
longing to stay here, for just a little while,

no, make that forever, at least that's what I feel,
I wonder if, there is someway, I can make a deal,

is my skin, so thin, you can see right through it,
if I close my eyes, I know for sure, that I can do it,

If I squint my eyes, really really tight,
I bet you'll be here, with me tonite

Gomer LePoet...