From dusk to dawn I thought of you,
Obsessed, my mind ran through moments lacking your truths.
Where passions were high and my fingers danced their little tunes,
I begged, beseeched for you to listen
To my heart
For you so true.
I yearned for your presence
But you would not allow me this
I rarely saw you
Yet my words I sent them
Stronger, becoming desperate,
My emotions to you were amiss
Yet when I thought of you
All I could recall was a misting bliss.
What could I say to make you turn my way?
To gather your feelings in a heartfelt kind of manner
That would make you want to visit my world
And here remain?
I should have wished for something more
Because with you there was soon a forceful need
Or at least
Falling in love was a misdeed.
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