Waiting
How I wish that we,Could declare our love.
Writ large on the night sky,
The stars they shine for those who adore.
Or if the heavens are not ours,
To command and to decry,
Then spray can scrawls, would adorn the walls.
If destroyed still true.
Nowhere can we declare our love,
Though my heart bellows hard.
Every beat that it skips,
When I think of blue eyes and bitten lips.
Only in the night,
My feelings I announce.
In the quiet of a whisper, clear,
To my true loves heart and ear.
Poetry by CJ Perrin
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Written on 2013-10-10 at 18:41
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