There Is No More Me


I welcome night
to lay in bed
and imagine
your arms
holding me.

Each dream I
have
is only so
that I may
dream of
you.

I wake each morning
only so
I can
look at you.

There is no more me.

I am
consumed
by you
and everything
I am
is you.

I need
to be near you.

To see you
walk
To hear you
speak
To watch you move
and
sleep.

The face
in the
mirror
is your face.

The hands
I see
are
your hands.

The feet
are
your feet.

The voice
is
your voice.

The eyes
are
your eyes.

The laugh
is
your laugh.

But
the tears
are mine.

I need
to be with you.

My life
is only you.

There is no more me.






J.B.D. 5/1/99
Dedicated to to someone who is everything to me.

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