one life
I Waited like a Storm
Justified all the feelings inside of me.
since i cannot talk with the angels,
I wear a cross of gold around my neck.
no one really loves too much,
I remember a time, reaching out for human touch.
I had hope, faith, integrity, love and truth....
I received crimes of treason and betrayal.
Love is a hurtful place,
Shy away from human affection.
Want real love to believe?
void all distrust and hurt inside.
I went to the mountains,
I went to the sea,
i bathed in the rivers,
slept in the snow, Hoping to see.
All that you need is right before your eyes.
I love you with every breath i take.
I really do.
I really love you.
(Nov. 19th 2007)
posted 2009- for those loved, forever.
George r. Pollog 27 Th may 2009
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