ChanceA Poem by Wild Willow BlueI think you are.. yes.. only a dream..Secretly wanting and wishing for your touch to see the world through your eyes Telling nothing, yet sharing everything and feeling emptiness only when you’re not there Lonely days are spent without you close by never saying before what it is I now know Dreaming dreams yet to become real opening weary eyes, but not seeing you there Love is in my heart, fighting to get out breaking down the fortress within and waiting no more © 2012 Wild Willow BlueAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorWild Willow BlueOHAboutI am 33. I am gay/non-binary. I started writing in 8th grade. The person whom I started writing because of, I never got a chance to thank. We were never good friends, but we knew each other. I owe her.. more..Writing
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