What I wouldn't give,
To brush my hand through your hair,
or to run my hand along the curviture of your face,
To stare into your soft eyes,
and have you stare back,
But I know I am only foolish,
and dreaming my heart away.

Yet, if I could only be there,
I could feel your warmth, I could here your voice,
And sigh at the soft breath that escapes your lips,
To see your chest rise and fall, as you sleep in my arms:

What I wouldn't give?

I would give it all . . .




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"The true meaning of love; is having someone to be brave for."
~ J.L. Nielsen