You - Poem

[Pixels]

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You

I walk this lonely street,
The wind whistling by my cheek,
I hear your voice upon the wind,
That welcoming voice, showing me your there...

Goodbye is the hardest thing to say,
I try,
But I always think of you,
That welcoming thought, telling me your there...

Who knows what will follow?
Who knows when we'll meet?
But I always feel your warmth In my heart,
Telling me your with me...

Its just you,
An individual,
A droplet of water in the pool
Your special to me,
Because you're always there...

~GrayFox

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[Soba]

Oh ^.^ How...
Not the word 'touching' but more...'feeling'.

[HRBEK]

Good stuff. I don't get poems like that at my school. I have a bunch of the so called 'Fully Sick'. They couldn't write if their lives depended on it. Good stuff mate!!!

Thanks,
HRBEK.