Too many days have passed
Missing your scent, voice plus that
Cute laugh
You made me feel safe in your arms
Knew from the start...
Heart might get alarmed
Travel in your blood, sunsets in your
Days
Different places to match your sway
It's the holiday time...
Come close
For your company is diffently
My desire
Host of my wants..
Entire
Time has passed too quick
Had congruent goals
Plans were suppose to stick
Road blocks have temporarily
Stopped in front of me
Your still my want...
Look in my eyes, you will see
Excuse me, you left a passionate key
For reason, It will not let go of me
Time slips everyday
Your still my first want...crave...taste
I hope to have in everyday
© Cynthia Inouye