Denise,
Another poem, with another poem. Does anyone understand, I don’t want poems, I just want you.
I SHAKE
I don’t want a picture,
I want you like a fixture,
In place, where I can embrace,
To look at your pretty face.
My heart aches, so does yours,
Let me open your door,
Where how we always are,
With each other not by far.
I shake without your touch,
Seeing our children gives me a rush,
Are tears have cried to long,
I never left side or did wrong.
The night comes to an end,
Where I fall asleep as you send,
Your spiritual gift to my soul,
Who blocks love? As they patrol.
This is not a choice, but a sight,
As we are husband and wife,
As they will not conquer you,
As you know who I am always so true.
You went through the depths,
Time to hold me, without regrets,
You saw it in my eyes at the church,
Do not be scared with anymore hurt.