The Feeling of You

The Feeling of You


I am in tears my love, for your love burns inside of me

Tears of joy, knowing how much you love me

Smiling at every word, as I think of you, reading our conversations

My heart is teary longing for you to be near me like a fairy queen

With your love crawling all over my body making me shiver with a smile,

I know one day I will hold you in this itchy arms of mine

Looking into those kind warm eyes, filled with inspirational memories

Holding you tight, telling you how truly grateful I am to be loved by you


Eggy Jonson

Lomé, Togo

9/01/2022

17:39pm

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