Death Of A Husband, by MrsPeterson
|
When I could hear your breaths
I could hear the beat of your heart
Going a thousand miles an hour
I miss yesterday
When I could see your face
I could look into your eyes
And see my reflection
I miss yesterday
When I could touch your body
I could rub your shoulders
After a long days work
I miss yesterday
When I could be with you
I could hold you in my arms
And tell you how much I love you |
Posted: 2005-04-10 01:30:44 UTC |
This poem has no votes yet. | To vote, you must be logged in.
|
To leave comments, you must be logged in.