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.

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want

.

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.

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eyes,

–

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would

.

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.

forever

warm

.

m

y

.

life,

.

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i

t

h

.

.

the

sunrise

.

o

f

.

your

smile ?

–

–

–

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.

.

 ~ would

.

y

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u

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remain

right

.

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.

with

.

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e

.

tonight ?

–

–

–

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.

 ~ would

.

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.

remain

right

.

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r

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.

with

.

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.

tonight ?

–

–

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.

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even

.

i

f

.

only

.

a

.

single

.

memory

resides,

–

–

somewhere

within

.

m

y

.

mind,

.

.

t

h

a

t

.

.

alone

might

.

b

e

.

worth

.

t

h

e

.

while . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ that

.

alone

.

might

.

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.

the

best

.

.

I

.

.

could

find . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

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might

.

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the

best

.

.

I

.

.

could

find

.

i

n

.

my

life . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Every

night

.

m

y

.

anticipation

.

r

u

n

s

.

wild . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Every

night

.

m

y

.

anticipation

.

r

u

n

s

.

wild . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Every

night

.

m

y

.

anticipation

.

r

u

n

s

.

wild . . .

–

–

–

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.

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d

–

–

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.

e

v

e

r

y

.

rising

dawn,

.

.

m

y

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hope-filled

tides,

–

–

divide

.

a

n

d

.

multiply . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ they

divide

.

a

n

d

.

multiply . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

every

time

.

I

.

dream . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ every

time

.

I

.

dream

.

about

you

.

a

n

d

.

I . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Misty

.

watercolor

.

words,

.

.

f

i

l

l

.

.

with

desire,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

always

arrive

.

w

i

t

h

.

sentimental

tears

.

i

n

.

my

eyes . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ they

.

a

l

w

a

y

s

.

arrive

.

w

i

t

h

.

sentimental

tears

.

i

n

.

my

eyes . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Will

.

I

.

forever

reside . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Will

.

I

.

forever

reside . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

Will

.

I

.

forever

reside . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

i

n

–

–

–

this

place,

.

.

o

n

.

.

the

edge

.

o

f

.

wait . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

reaching

.

f

o

r

.

the

faith . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

reaching

.

f

o

r

.

the

faith . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

reaching

.

f

o

r

.

the

faith . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

t

h

a

t

–

–

–

someday

.

y

o

u

.

might

decide

.

t

o

.

change . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ someday

.

y

o

u

.

might

decide

.

t

o

.

engage.

Reflection: This was a romantic-themed poem that I wrote back in March of 2002 in reflection of a powerful romantic attraction I had towards someone back then. I felt like I would have done almost anything to make things happen between us – but the more I tried the more distant things became. Such is the way things go I suppose. I’ve had multiple experiences like this in my life as I’m sure many others have. I’m at least happy I tried. I wrote most of this poem by listening to the wonderful song “Almost Hear You Sigh” by The Rolling Stones which I played in the background to create the “moodset” for the poem and inspire the writing of the poem. So, if you listen to the song at low volume while reading this poem, you might better get the “feel” of it.