I pass over you at evening as I gaze upon the celebs
I omit you through the day as clouds cowl my solar
I omit you and need to carry you in my hands
I leave out you such a lot, my pricey, I think not more amusing.
I pass over your smile, your pleasure, your lips ...
I want you'd be right here, my loneliness grips.
My intellect is touring to a ways areas in the hunt for your good looks
My center beating swifter and quicker along with your reminiscence
My being fading its pleasure, my eyes all teary.
My days are going by using so slowly, oh so slowly
This painful longing penetrates my middle deeply
My soul cries out for you increasingly more strongly.
You're my pricey love, my lifestyles, my every thing
Craving the day to be jointly yet again
For that day to be right here now I might deliver some thing
Do not ever go away me back, sweetie, you I implore.
~ Gabor Timis ~ http://lovepoemsfromheart.com middle emoticon