My Love

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    My Love

    I still feel your Love, it's why I miss you so much.
    I still feel your love tho I'll never again feel your touch.
    It's a fist round my heart, it tears at my soul,
    this missing you so badly is making me old.
    I want to let go, so your soul can evolve,
    I want you to find peace and finally rest my sweet love.
    So I try and I try as each day passes by
    to turn loose my hold on your love so true.
    But the harder I try, and the more I am told "Let him go" the more I get blue.
    I don't know what to do, how to just BE, without you.

    ~For Gus
    By ALB
    03/05/08
    copyright ©2008 by the author.
    All rights reserved by author.

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

    Drea2up’s Poems (12)

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    The Touch Of Your Hands 5
    I Wanna 4
    The Horizon 1
    Sneak Attack 1
    My Love 1
    Longing 2
    Tanks For The Ride 1
    Once Loved 1
    Skin 2
    Happiness Was 2
    Gus Riding 1
    Gus’ Proudest Day 2