By Charles Robert Lindholm
I’m jealous of the words I write
knowing they’ll be touching you
deep in your heart, while we’re apart
and I’m alone in the night without you
Your eyes read the words, “I Miss You”
as they rise to your lips and kiss you
I long for your touch
and miss you so much
That I’m jealous of the words I write
caressing your Soul in the night
Copyright Β© 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm – All Rights Reserved
4-28-2017 at 6:30 a.m.
Wow beautiful π
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Wow, Chuck! This is AMAZING! β€ β€ β€
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