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that which I have seen in dreams, stares at me this evening
her eyes glow uncertain, they seem tainted with tears
I wish to hold her
ease the pain that has plagued her
hazel eyes for so long
soft and gentle like the slow creeping ivy vines she twists
around me
finding my weakness
but not that it would choke me, its grasp is far too gentle
calming
do I love her?
that never occurred to me
do I love her?
the touch that knows she's there
that she cares
does she love me?
patient hands that caress my tired head
my wretched soul, against her angelic one
how do I know?
do I love her?
never before until now have I known
can this love be real?
does she love me?
maybe I'm just dreaming again
but she still stands there, under lights of blue and gray
do I love her?
Yes I think I do...
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A poem about my realization that I am a bisexual and how much I loved this one woman. I wrote it with such passion that I hoped to show how much this woman affected me. To her, I dedicate this poem, Love you, JB!
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