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at arms length
by Shonda Chrissonberryif i stop believing in you
will you cease to be?
the ghost in my head
i've dreamt of you
i've dreamt of us
to wake up
and find you watching me
the mirror to my soul
would i then be watching myself?
i keep the lamp beside my bed burning
so i can see your face
when that moment becomes inherent
come
warm my sheets
04/09/2007 Author's Note: you don't always have to see to believe
Posted on 04/10/2007
Copyright © 2025 Shonda Chrissonberry
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 04/10/07 at 03:35 AM I like that. Very nicely, warmly stated. |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 04/14/07 at 03:36 AM Shon, you've put in words the thoughts of any woman who would like to have manly companionship and never stops believing it will happen.
~Chelle~ |
| Posted by Alex Chambers on 02/09/08 at 02:43 AM I enjoyed this. Good job. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 03/14/15 at 10:11 AM I like this poem a lot. It has wonderful qualities in it all to do with charm. |
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