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Array ( [sid] => 43384 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Here Without You [time] => 2004-04-15 16:15:14 [hometext] => I wrote this cause of the confusion going on with the guy I like, who happens to be away this week after sending me an email explaining how he feels. [bodytext] => The memory of your presence fading,
from my sight.
Holding to the memory of your touch,
with all my might.
Could you send me a message,
through time and through space?
Could you send me a picture,
of your smiling face?

How can I make it through the night,
here without you?
How can I make this alright,
here without you?

And I'm longing for more than a memory
of your fingertips upon my skin.
And I'm longing for more than a dream
of you warming me within.
And I don't have the words
to tell you I miss you.
And now I have no way
of getting anywhere near you.

How can I make it through the night,
here without you?
How can I make this alright,
here without you?

I dream of what you're doing,
and I think of how you'd sound next to me.
I count the days until you return,
until you will be the only one I see.
I dream of your fingertips
dancing upon my skin.
I dream of your touch
warming me within.

But yet here I am,
and there you are.

And

How can I make it through the night,
here without you?
How can I make this alright,
here without you? [comments] => 3 [counter] => 170 [topic] => 24 [informant] => waos [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LoveRemembered )
Here Without You

Contributed by waos on Thursday, 15th April 2004 @ 04:15:14 PM in AEST
Topic: LoveRemembered



The memory of your presence fading,
from my sight.
Holding to the memory of your touch,
with all my might.
Could you send me a message,
through time and through space?
Could you send me a picture,
of your smiling face?

How can I make it through the night,
here without you?
How can I make this alright,
here without you?

And I'm longing for more than a memory
of your fingertips upon my skin.
And I'm longing for more than a dream
of you warming me within.
And I don't have the words
to tell you I miss you.
And now I have no way
of getting anywhere near you.

How can I make it through the night,
here without you?
How can I make this alright,
here without you?

I dream of what you're doing,
and I think of how you'd sound next to me.
I count the days until you return,
until you will be the only one I see.
I dream of your fingertips
dancing upon my skin.
I dream of your touch
warming me within.

But yet here I am,
and there you are.

And

How can I make it through the night,
here without you?
How can I make this alright,
here without you?




Copyright © waos ... [ 2004-04-15 16:15:14]
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Re: Here Without You (User Rating: 1 )
by luckycharm on Thursday, 15th April 2004 @ 04:20:41 PM AEST
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This is Pamela aka luckycharm, I like this poem. I can relate to how you feel on the inside as well. Keep up the good work.-luckycharm.


Re: Here Without You (User Rating: 1 )
by reilt on Thursday, 15th April 2004 @ 05:58:12 PM AEST
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great poem...liked it a lot...well done


Re: Here Without You (User Rating: 1 )
by Wachumiri on Friday, 16th April 2004 @ 04:53:51 AM AEST
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Can you? It's awesome the way love makes you feel, the magic in the touch, the magic in the sound of your name on their lips... may that never fade from your life!
Take care.
David




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