i still hold on to hope
believing you will finally turn my way
and shelve your fears,
put on that lovely smile
and whisper into my ears.....
i wish to chase you down to the beaches
play with the sand on a sun fall
hold you tight on that cool breeze
and feel the warmth
and quivers of that lovely skin
but will i ever?
you have judged me for a few words
doubted me on unheard tales
yet the truth you hardly touch,.
why this platter empirically served
to i do you offer,
in such distaste?
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