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From a distance I glance,
I can’t help but to stare,
I’m life-less in a trance,
As wind blows through her hair.
She’s a dove in the sky,
A fine gem in the snow,
How I don’t like to spy,
But I do even though.
Her eyes let out a smile,
But at whom does she see,
She sits still for a while,
Then she looks straight at me –
Could we be together?
Why aren’t we together?
©Copyright 2001
I’m feeling you, are you there?
I’m missing you, do you care?
I’m thinking of you, it’s not fair!
I’m dreaming of you, I just stare.
Why do I feel like a child throwing a fit?
Why do I stand when I know I must sit?
Why do I play with a hard ball and no mitt?
Why do I want what I know I can’t get.
©Copyright 2001
