Jun
29
29
Completely Unaware
Silently she sleeps
still unaware
that her love is nearby
if she could only wake
and if magic of love could partake
Carefully he wonders
if she does really care
and the magic of love decipher
one of its own wares
her face hidden in the pillow
hidden from his stare
even then she wonders
if he does really care
somewhere. someday yonder
with …
Posted by Ralph in Poems
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