July 11, 2011


All I want is to be kissed
and when I am not there to know I am missed
Soft lips pressed against my forehead
a warm body next to me in bed

When I talk I want someone to listen
instead I sit here alone always wishin
for someone to love
someone that fits me like a glove

Someone who makes me smile
goes out with me once in a while
someone who likes the way I look
and doesnt mind if my nose is often stuck in a book

I need someone who will caress my skin at night
and after will hold me tight
Yet here I sit in a gloomy fog
writing this silly poem on my blog

(I will be working on this one a little, I dont think its quite finished yet)

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