Missing you....

I'm lying down and I'm dreaming,
dreaming of things I cannot touch,
but of things I can feel, deeply feel.


I dream of your smile and feel the warmth,
I remember your laughter that shines my world,
I close my eyes and let my body slide,
and I fly away from the bed where I'm lying,
just to be in yours, right next to your soul!


I dream of a beautiful dance of me and you,
I dream of a walk on the sand by the waving sea,
I dream of your touch and the sound of your words,
and I feel the love and the will to be with you.


All the memories I keep in my heart,
are the fuel that makes it beat, beat, beat
as a mating call to be right next to yours.



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Love...

...is not when you think, wish, dream or believe.

It's rather something you feel so naturally and withing your deepest being, that nothing else would make any sense at all.



I miss you!

Why

There are things we do because we think...
...and there are those we do because we feel... and know!

I've done so many things because I thought.
I still do!


But there's one thing I know... and feel.



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Sometimes...

Sometimes I just don´t find the words...
Sometimes I'm just too stubborn...

Sometimes...
...sometimes I'm just too stupid to see what's in front of me,
I shut my eyes and hide inside an imaginary shell...
...only so hard to get through!

Sometimes...
...the only words that occur to me are simple and common...
...but they do mean so much!