I must have stared at her photo a thousand times.
A thousand times of wishing she would jump out and kiss me deeply,
A thousand deep kisses that would make me never forget,
A thousand memories of her hands all over me,
of her breath surrounding me,
her arms wrapped around me.
I must have wished a thousand times to have her closer than close to me,
her scent stained on my essence,
her body moving on me.
A thousand more, i'll carry on wishing,
until we make all the wrongs right,
all tears deserted,
all fighting disappear.
A thousand wishes to make all these wishes come true
A thousand love songs later to make her see,
Just another thousand to make a million.
A million more moments of stareing at her photo,
until the real her is infront of me.
© Melissa Murdoch 2009
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