I can love you. I can hate you .
I can hold you till the end.
I see you when you're not there.
I read letters you don't send.
I can open up my heart to you.
I can offer you my soul.
I can hold on to the feelings .
Be them warm or be them cold.
I reach toward a outstretched hand.
Or is it really there?
I reach out toward a loved one.
I know that you still care.
I can still smell the perfume .
That you wore behind your ear.
I can feel the dampness on my chest.
As from you comes a tear.
I wish you back in person. Not only in my mind.
A love like yours is finest. When that love of yours is mine.


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well said
This is beautiful, Howard.
Kind words from a beautiful lady . What more could I ask. You brightened up my day Cheryl. Taking the time to read some of my early work. you have a great day.