Reverie

I sit and stare into the blue,
and as I sit I think of you.
I wonder if you've thought of me
if once you found a moment free,
all empty of the calls of life,
so quiet calm a pause from strife.
I'd like to keep you from my mind,
but there you wait, and always find
my heart that beats, and beats alone
(I'll not complain, nor will I groan).
Oh, how I long to kiss your lips
and brush you with my fingertips,
to pin you down and make you sigh,
and love you till we both may die...

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