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I miss you so much my love...
This longing to see you grows each day.
I'm sorry I'm so far away love...
If only there was something I could say.
I can't wait to look into your eyes love,
to see them shine like stars.
To hold you in my arms love,
To know true love is ours.
I miss your touch on my face love,
that caring gentle caress.
I miss being able to be near you, love,
laying myself across your chest.
Where are you my love?
You now reside in my hopes and dreams...
I can't wait to speak, love
I hope you haven't forgotten me...
- Kayla R. Snuffer
November 7th 2006
This longing to see you grows each day.
I'm sorry I'm so far away love...
If only there was something I could say.
I can't wait to look into your eyes love,
to see them shine like stars.
To hold you in my arms love,
To know true love is ours.
I miss your touch on my face love,
that caring gentle caress.
I miss being able to be near you, love,
laying myself across your chest.
Where are you my love?
You now reside in my hopes and dreams...
I can't wait to speak, love
I hope you haven't forgotten me...
- Kayla R. Snuffer
November 7th 2006
a poem I wrote on Nov. 7th 2006
This poem is about and for my sweets. I love you baby.
Hope someone likes this...
Preview image and poem © me
Brush Credits:
Clock brushes by: *TammySue
I can't remember where the butterflies came from...If you know please comment here or note me and I will add it into the description
Font Credits:
Both fonts came from [link]
This poem is about and for my sweets. I love you baby.
Hope someone likes this...
Preview image and poem © me
Brush Credits:
Clock brushes by: *TammySue
I can't remember where the butterflies came from...If you know please comment here or note me and I will add it into the description
Font Credits:
Both fonts came from [link]
© 2006 - 2024 gummybeargoddess
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This one touched on a very personal event in my life recently. I am in love with a dear heart in Meixco and it is hard for us to see each other right now. It is hard sometimes, but she is worht all of it. Her heart is golden.
Thank you for writing this.
Thank you for writing this.