All my life I’ve waited
Floating, dreaming, wishing
For the day when you would come my way
That day has come
My heart flutters at the sound of your voice
My hands shake as I reach to touch your face
In heaven there can only be a better place
Soaring through the clouds
The wind beating at my skin
Breathing heavy, feeling numb
You’re all I need, my number one
Tears stream down my face, burning my eyes
Happy tears, thankful smiles
Knowing I can hold you, embrace you
Fearless of the unknown, content with life
No longer will I feel the sharpened knife
Of hurt, pain and suffering
Thursday, June 14, 2007
My number one
Posted by Jose at 8:39 PM
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