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Not Two Hundred Miles Away.

I think of you tonight, 
As I sleep alone in my bed. 
I think of you tonight, 
As I lie in front of the fire, 
The room is full of warmth, 
My heart, with longing and desire.

Oh I read your letter a thousand times, 
I guessed your thoughts, I read your mind. 
I only wish I could find, 
Your body next to mine, 
Not two hundred miles away.

 

Note: Words From the Heart is a collection of poems I wrote over thirty years ago in 1982 when I was 26.

I recently found them in the back of a cupboard and thought that maybe they should see the light of day. 

Why call the collection 'Words From the Heart'? Simply because they were just that, poems I wrote about someone I fell in love with.

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