![]() The Way It Use To BeA Poem by Daytonight![]() A sad poem![]() I dream of the way it use to be when you use to make love to me so passionate all through the night making love until it was daylight. Now I lay here alone and so blue longing and missing loving you but you are too tired for love anymore working so hard you pass out when you come through the door. Leaving me wanting and needing so much the soft tender caress of a lover's touch unfulfilled and so empty it seems nothing but shattered hopes and dreams. Somehow I'm suppose to understand this when instead I long for your passionate kiss where oh where did my lover go where is the man that I loved so?
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StatsAuthor![]() DaytonightLAAboutI am a hopeless romantic who still believes in happily ever after. I have a passion for writing poetry. My poetry tends to be tender sensual love poetry with some heartbreak along the way. I also l.. more..Writing
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