Friday, 23 January 2009

To My Gab

When you first left I begged you let me go
Now I realise I don't ever want that to be
I can feel the tresses of your blonde hair
Resting on my cheek as we sleep
I can feel your breath on my skin
I can see your smile and hear you laugh
Every moment every day
I don't want to lose that baby you are part of me.
I want it real I want to feel your touch
I want to feel your arms holding me
I want to hear you speak so slowly so I understand.
No more games Gab I cannot be without you.
Come get me babe soon.

© Jem Farmer 2008, all rights reserved.

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