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By:  Me

Once again, 
siting here
alone,
thinking about
the one I love,
I lose myself
in my thoughts 
about her
Miles apart...
Yet it feels,
so much closer
As if,
I could 
reach out
and touch her.
Touch her face
Touch her lips
Hold her hand
Press her warm body,
against mine
Clinging,
ever so tightly
but gently...
Daydreaming, 
about her
as I walk
through the streets
on the bus
in class
patiently,
yet eagerly
awaiting, 
the day when,
she will be
in my arms...