Him, My LoveA Poem by Kris TateHe is My LoveAs I walk I see Him coming closer and closer He is my future Never to be my past Always to be my present To be his and happy Is all I ask
And yet the time for us to be Seems to get no closer Time stands still and I am tired of the waiting I want I need To Be There, with him Holding Him Helping Him Loving Him
© 2008 Kris TateReviews
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