
photo by Dylan Ricci
I dream of you often. When I close my eyes, and hear only my heartbeat, you are the one I think of.
The way you look at me. The way you touch me. The way you love me.
My skin pebbles and anticpation warms my blood. I am yours, waiting for you to find me. Waiting to give you all I have … all that I am.
I hate it that you aren’t with me.
You belong with me, in me. A part of me.
Where are you?




























oooh Sash! Robin Rotham and I are starting poetry mondays - can we link to this entry on monday???? pretty please?
by rhian April 22nd, 2007 at 6:32 amI like. Good luck with the longing.
~Him
by Blissfully Wed April 22nd, 2007 at 7:34 amRhian, Go for it.
Him~ Thanks. LOl Every now and then I need to write to the universe. Some day it might reply. LOL
by Sasha April 22nd, 2007 at 9:26 amOh my, Sasha. Eye candy and yearning — what a stirring combination! Lovely.
by Robin L. Rotham April 23rd, 2007 at 6:44 am
Ok Sasha, this helps just a little being stuck in IL while you guys get to have all the fun!! LOL
by Scarlet Wharton April 23rd, 2007 at 6:17 pmScarlet
Ah-HA! Is this where/how Poetry Monday began? How wonderful to be inspiring! =)
by Erica R April 23rd, 2007 at 6:41 pmI’m trying very hard to keep my eyes
on the poem…It’s very good! 
by Sam April 24th, 2007 at 5:44 amGlad you all liked it …er…Him . :)
by Sasha April 25th, 2007 at 5:19 am