Standing far away
With a nearing distance
Looking for the dawn
With my knees bent down
Wi...
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Standing far away
With a nearing distance
Looking for the dawn
With my knees bent down
With your rise
My desire raise
With your come down
My soul calms down
With your touch
I feel for your lush
Kiss in my lips
Make them pinkish
In my solace
I need your embrace
With you beside me as one
I can just walk alone
As I wander
Your thoughts ponder
As I look up & gauge
You appear like a mirage
As I move forward
You glide like mist
With my fingers reaching to you
Left me untouched
Why touch me not???
Close
Opulence,

Thanx for your comments...
Cheers
Cindrella King
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Hey Cindrella,
Beautiful! Your poem speaks your name.
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Thanx Spk..
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Lovely :)
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