Sarah C. Pt 4

And there she sat
so near to me
wrapped my arms around
held her ever so gingerly
she is delicate
not in life but
in affection, and emotion
shes in my dreams
she is the first flower
the freshest rain shower
the warmest sun kiss
and the soft autumn hiss
she surrounds my mind
once again i fear
a second goal is near
i must learn and see
if any thoughts of me
remain circulating in her brain
my fears are clear
to her
she sees the facade i conjure
to hide my emotions
scared to end in pain
but to her grows my devotion
and with that i claim
there will be no others
unless i am forced
from her life
waiting is no issue
I'm dying to say i miss you
scared of a response
i search for a hint
but like empty pockets
I'm all turnt out
she knows me like no other
better than mine own mother
her sheer absence
like lemon and milk
sour my heart
she is the woman
being so smart
lost from my life
for far too long
i want no one
but her, greedy
it may seem
but please don't destroy
my one surviving dream!