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LOVE LETTER TO SB

Missing you

LOVE LETTER TO SB

Hello, my love, my heart, my life,
I miss you so badly 
I can hardly sleep even though 
My body is overwhelmed with tiredness.

There are so many things that I want to say
But my words erupt into a sigh 
I am filled with words until it's time to speak,
Your love does that to me and makes me weak.

When you left, it was as though my soul had left my body 
The longing and yearning for your touch is unbearable, 
And the distance of the ocean between us steals our embrace.

O, the dagger of love that pierces my heart,
I pray that the same faith does not be yours, my love,
To live with the pain that has become my breath 
Will only darken those angel eyes of yours
And cause your heart to faint.

Until love unites the beating of our hearts,
Until grace commands the touching of our hands,
And our lips find the passion felt in our last kiss,
My love shall not sleep, 
Neither will my heart cease to weep.

I love SB.

Wilford Barker.
 
 

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Bernadete van d...

Hi Wilford, this is a strong love poem. Yes, distance is cruel to love, very
well expressed here, with so much emotion. 
Warm wishes, B 
 

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Nine Eleven

Powerful energy, this thing called love, we become a covalent bond with whom we love, it's hard to let go.

Great poem x

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