I want

I want to walk and talk with you,I want to hold your hand,
I want to hear your music,playing like a band,
I want to feel your gentleness,your warmth upon my feel,
I want to kiss your cheek and see your eyes,make sure you're real,
I want to drink your happiness,and feast upon your sighs,
And hear your 'Polish' accent,echo through my cries,
To hold you tighly,in my arms,and feel our rhythmic breathe,
And add to my lifes tapestry,this time a magic weave,
To brush my finger tip along,your soft and gentle cheek,
And hear the silent thumping with our heartbeats as they speak,
I want no more to lonely cry,to mirrors frown my look,
I want to write lifes story, this first page,within OUR book.
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